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Supreme Dalek- this story is a spin-off of the Superiornite's current story, "Son of Heroes"! You will be satisfied by this story, or you will be EX-TERM-IN-ATED!
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Vegeta on the ground- I. F***ing. Hate. You. All.
Supreme Dalek- You will be silent! Establish all systems to release this story!
Daleks- We obey! *Establishing story*
On a planet deep in the dark reaches of the galaxy, the inhabitants of that world tried living under a peaceful coexistence. At least that's how it was until the invaders attacked. They were too powerful for the natives to fight back, and yet it seemed that they were only the foot soldiers to the big boss. It did not take too long for the invaders to force the people to surrender. Every person that had surrendered were only kept alive to be forced into slavery on their own planet just to extract natural materials from the planet. The people of the planet were well aware of the presence of their new master, who was a terror to other planets in the galaxy, and his name was, Lord Cooler.
Now, Cooler was setting on his throne room for the planet he was on, and he was listening to the slave enforcers about the slaves' complaints.
"The slaves claim that they cannot keep working in conditions at the rate we have set for them, Lord Cooler. It has come to our conclusion that it is best to feed them a bit more than what they are being provided," the enforcer said, as he was bowing to Cooler.
"Hmm. I have no time to waste for their pitiful hunger. If they do not work, they die. If they die, replace them with another slave. Is that clear," Cooler responded, as he was annoyed at such a pitiful topic.
"Yes, Lord Cooler," the enforcer replied, as he made his leave along with the others that were beside him.
'God, this is dull. These natives complain, after I decided to let them live. I could easily kill them like little insects,' Cooler thought to himself, as he was rubbing his head from the migraine he was getting. Then, he heard the door opening, and he looked to see the leader of his personal guard, Salza, walking towards him in a rather fast pace.
"Misuor Cooler, I apologize for disturbing you, but our surveillance has picked up an electromagnetic interference at these coordinates. They were just detected about thirty minutes ago," Salza stated, as he held up a hand held screen, showing a digital map with a red dot beeping at one location.
"Oh it probably must be just another one of those pathetic so called, resistance. Send a strike force to destroy half of them, and capture the rest so I may have a word with them," Cooler said, as he got up to attend to other matters, such as his stomach growling.
"Yes, Misuor Cooler," Salza bowed, and then made his way to give the orders.
In the plains…
It was not long until the strike force, ordered by Cooler, were already on their way to the interference. They flew at their own pace of speed, until they were finally making a closing distance to their destination.
"Pick up anything on the scouter," one of them asked.
"Give it a sec. Wait, I got something. Probably about more than a dozen life forms just right over there," a comrade answered, as he pointed to their next direction.
"Alright, let's kill half a dozen and take the rest back to Lord Cooler," the leader of the group gave out the commands.
However, unknown to them, their intended targets, somehow, already knew they were coming, and they had finally found out their intentions with them are.
"I have a visual of twenty hostiles, sir. What are your orders," one of the unknown subjects asked his superior.
"Fire and kill fifteen of them, and neutralize the other five, but keep them conscious," the leader answered, with his voice filled with traces of experience in war.
"Yes, sir."
In the perspective of Cooler's strike force, they were slowly making their way to their targets, but they were intercepted by a red beam of energy being fired from their target's location, killing three of the strike force members.
"We have been compraAARGHH!" one of the invaders tried warning, but was sliced in half by another energy beam.
Cooler's strike force was being shot down like birds being hunted by hunters in open season. It was only about a few seconds until they were all down on the ground, with only five of them still alive, but still badly injured. One of them was trying to crawl his way to safety, but he was then pushed down to the ground by his possible ambusher.
The survivors were gathered in a line, and they could see their targets turned attackers. They looked similar to the natives on the planet they were on, but their skin was not blue. Their attire looked to be military officer uniform with some padded armor on different areas of their body. Then one of them stood out in front of them.
"You will state the identity of your leader, and explain why he ordered for you to attack us," the man gave the orders to the prisoners.
"Haven't heard? This planet belongs to Lord Cooler, and anyone who thinks they can walk on here is going to pay for trespassing," one of them responded to the leader of the unidentified forces.
The leader then looked to his follower that was behind the prisoners, and nodded his head. The man acknowledged his leader's orders, and went from behind the Cooler's soldier and grabbed his throat and clawed his way in and ripped out a chunk of the soldier's neck.
The soldier collapsed face to the ground, and his comrades looked in fear at their comrade being executed in such a brutal way.
"Anymore bullshit from the next one, will get it worse," the main man of the mystery men warned the remainder of Cooler's strike force.
"Now, tell me about this, Cooler," the leader requested for information.
Command embassy…
Meanwhile, in the command station for Cooler's regime on the planet, the technicians in charge of keeping track of active duty soldiers that were out on missions, found the signals to the strike force that was sent to neutralize the resistance were cut off.
"Sir, we just lost signal to twenty of our own," the technician said.
"Where was there last known location," the supervisor of the technicians in the room asked.
"It was at the location at the electromagnetic anomaly," the technician answered.
The supervisor walked to the phone that connected him to the operator.
"Get me, Salza. Tell him that there is problem," the supervisor said.
It wasn't long until Salza was able to respond, and he was informed what had just happened. Salza automatically knew that this was a problem and he knew that he needed to take this up with Cooler, since he was the one who gave the order.
The leader of the Armored Squadron was walking to Cooler's royal suite, and he noticed the guards that were standing in front of the door.
"I must speak to Misuor Cooler," Salza said, as he approached the guards, but then he was able to hear the scream of a young woman from inside the suite.
"Sorry, Sir Salza, but Lord Cooler is a little preoccupied," the guard said.
"I can understand that, but this is a very urgent matter," Salza responded.
"He shouldn't be taking too long. It has already been about a while," the guard replied.
Not too long, the door opened with Cooler walking out of the suite a small grin on his face.
"So much for the offering from a so called, noble family, of this planet. Get her out of there. She won't be available for a while" Cooler said to the guards, and then he noticed Salza.
"What is it, Salza," Cooler asked with a bit of annoyance.
"Misour Cooler, I hate to tell you this but, the strike force you ordered out has gone missing," Salza said.
"Oh is that right? Do you have any evidence of their possible whereabouts," Cooler asked.
"No. We have sent a search party to look for them, but we lost contact with them as well," Salza finished.
That was when Cooler finally was aimed on the situation at hand. Cooler walked passed Salza to the operation room in the building, while Salza followed right behind.
Cooler entered the control room to see different technicians and operators working on gaining information and coordinating different units out on duty.
"Give me a set-rep on my strike force and search party," Cooler ordered, as everyone in the room discovered his presence and increased their pace of work.
"Yes, Lord Cooler. We have been keeping tabs on all outposts that are in the surrounding area where they went missing," the supervising operator responded to Cooler.
The city outside the command embassy…
Meanwhile, outside of the command base, a city that was once the crown jewel of the planet was now nothing but an overgrown slave camp for the people of the planet. It was also a base to a mine/drill refinery that was inside the city, which was now under the control of Cooler's army.
The guards stationed in the refinery were keeping to their daily routine; watching the slaves, ordering the slaves, lasing the slaves. It was all the normal for them. Until the alarm went off.
Inside of the refinery's office, which was more similar to a war room instead, the guards checked the system to see why the alarms were off.
"We have a breach on the top level," one of the guards said out loud. Suddenly, the guards felt the entire room shake as if there was an earthquake.
"Intruder alert! Intruder alert! Intruder alert!" the intercom repeated.
"Sensors are picking," the guard was interrupted as the door to the refinery's control being blown into the room.
The guards looked to see a tall woman with white hair in a grey military officer's uniform.
"I have message from General Zod to your master, Cooler. Surrender within one hour, or suffer the consequences," the tall woman stated with presence of a true soldier.
"You expect us to answer to pitiful resistaARGH!" the guard that tried speaking out was shot dead by the woman's eye blast that shot through his head.
"Do you want for me to repeat the question?" the woman asked, as red steam started coming out from the heat burning in her red eyes.
The guards backed away in fear, after the display of power from what the woman did to their strongest man in the refinery.
The woman smirked for a bit, before she broke through the ceiling above and flew off to unknown whereabouts.
The command embassy…
It wasn't long for the command center to be told about the recent attack on their refineries. Everyone was in shock at how fast the attack took place, it was close to their base, and that it was only one attacker. Cooler was only pissed off at such an attempt to challenge his authority.
"Misour Cooler, shall we search for these hostiles," Salza asked.
"No. Let's give into their demands, but not entirely what they will be expecting," Cooler answered Salza, as he grinned with a plan in mind.
"How do we contact them?" Salza asked.
"Oh, they'll come to us, I assure you," Cooler answered.
However, unknown to Cooler or his men, the one who the woman had identified, General Zod, was able to hear Cooler's intent of ambushing him and his forces from a far out distance.
"Oh my dear friend, you are so naïve," Zod said out loud, as he turned to see two of his men were removing the dead bodies of Cooler's soldiers that were stationed in the outpost they were in.
An hour later…
Cooler had his soldier's ready for combat, while he sat on his throne room, with his Armored Squadron standing by him.
"Lord Cooler, what if these guys know it's a trap," Dore asked.
"It will be too late for them to realize it," Cooler answered, as he looked to the different screens that showed visual view in the perspective of a number of his soldiers in different areas of the base. The Icejen then saw movement on one of the screens that was online in the front of the base.
"Here they come. Do not engage, yet. I want to meet this General Zod personally," Cooler stated calmly.
Zod only had the white haired woman, a very large man, and four other men alongside him. The general had already warned his soldier's that they are expect an ambush, but their enemy would not be expecting their awareness of the ambush. They landed right in front of the claimed landing spot for the space pods, and they were met with Cooler's men standing guard.
"Lord Cooler wishes to meet with the one named General Zod personally. You may bring two of your comrades with you, but leave the rest out here," the emissary respectfully said.
"Mala, Non. You two come with me," Zod said, as he was led by the emissary to which way was it to Cooler's throne room. As the three of them entered the base, the guards all looked towards the four soldier's that were left outside. Most of the guards started to grin, as they thought that due to their sheer numbers they could slaughter these invaders.
Meanwhile inside the base, Zod and his two companions entered the throne room where they saw Cooler setting on the throne room and the Armored Squadron standing on guard.
"General Zod," Cooler addressed.
"Lord Cooler," Zod addressed as well.
"It seems you have caused quite the chaos on my planet," Cooler commented.
"This is not your planet. You are merely a tyrant claiming this world as your own, thinking you are high mighty as everything else are nothing but insects," Zod replied.
"Chose your next words carefully, general. Also, I would like to know what species you are. Your soldiers seem quite powerful. It would be great to have such soldiers under my command," Cooler responded.
"The remnants of Krypton would never follow the likes of a lizard," Zod insulted.
"Krypton? Remnants? How many of these, 'kryptonians' are left," Cooler asked.
"Just me and the soldiers I brought with me," Zod answered.
"Then it is," Cooler responded, before he lifted his finger pointing to General Zod, and firing a death beam.
However, the large Kryptonian, Non, appeared right in front of General Zod, and took the death beam head on. To Cooler and the Armored Squadron's surprise, the death beam did not kill Non, for Non was still standing.
Mala was already to attack Cooler, but Zod placed his hand out as a signal to stop her.
"You see that, Cooler? That is the sort of soldiers you should make for yourself. Ones that are willing to die for you that they would take an attack head on to insure your safety," Zod blurted out. "I cannot say that your men have the same amount of loyalty, though."
"What are you talking about? My Armored Squadron still stands by me."
"I wasn't talking about your associates that are currently beside you. I was talking about the men that are running away from their certain deaths after seeing my men killing your men outside."
Cooler then immediately looked to the screens to see the Kryptonians standing above a pool of blood and the corpses of his men that were outside.
"You will pay for challenging me!" Cooler charged at Zod, who then moved back with ease evading each attack thrown by Cooler.
The Armored Squadron knew that it was time to make their move against Zod's companions, so they all attacked Mala and Non. As Salza aimed his attention on Mala, Dore and Neiz were facing Non.
Neiz and Dore both threw punches and kicks, while Non was only taking the punches as he was in a stance in blocking. The punches seemed to be hardly phasing Non, as he was already bracing himself for each one. That was until Neiz moved behind Non and fired an electrical wave at Non. However, Non was hardly effected by the electricity, and Dore threw a kick completely unaware of Non's invulnerability. Non caught the incoming kick and used his amazing strength the rip Dore's leg off.
"AAAAAAAAAHARRGG! MY LEG!" Dore yelled in pain, as Non used the Dore's ripped out leg, and stabbed the broken off side of the leg to stab into Dore's eye. Dore's screaming stopped as his body fell face first to the floor, making the leg go deeper into Dore's head from the impact of the fall.
Neiz gasped at Dore's death, as he was still firing the electrical wave at Non. Non slowly turned toward Neiz, and walked towards Neiz.
"Stay away from me!" Neiz yelled, as he switched from his electricity wave, to a flurry of ki blasts. Each of them detonating an explosion, but after every explosion dispersed, Non appeared unharmed by the blasts. Neiz tried moving back, but he suddenly found himself being crashed into the wall behind him and Non pinning him. Non slowly charged up his eye blast with his turning burning red, and Neiz took this as an opportunity to escape this.
Non fired an eye beam at Neiz's head, but Neiz quickly pulled his head inside into his body, making it seem as if Non's heat vision. However, Non was not so easily fooled, because he could still hear a heart beat from Neiz's body. So, Non decided to fix that, by clawing through Neiz's chest, and pulling out Neiz's heart. The blood dripped out of Neiz's heart that was being grasped by Non's hand. Neiz's head slowly appeared out from his body, and then fell to the ground dead.
While Non was busy getting rid of Dore and Neiz, Mala was simply deflecting every punch that Salza was throwing at her, by only using one hand while the other was behind her back. Salza was infuriated, the fact that Mala was taking this as a joke because she was smirking at every strike he threw at her. So Salza moved back from the Kryptonian soldier, and concentrated his ki into blazing ki blade.
"Die filthy whore," Salza growled, as he charged with his ki bladed hand pulled back for a lunge.
Mala predicted that the move that Salza created has to be intended for slashing his opponent, due to its difference in shape from the other ki blasts that he has made. So she prepared herself in countering Salza's incoming attack. Salza lunged his ki bladed hand to slash at Mala, but Mala used her superior speed to deflect Salza's blade and moved it into an angle where the blade instead stabbed into his own gut.
Salza fell to his knees, as his hand was still inside the stab wound that he unintentionally inflected on himself. The blood gurgling out of his mouth and nose, as his hand was blocking most of the blood from falling out from the wound. Mala kneeled right in front of Salza to look at him directly into his eyes.
"I am a soldier. Not a whore," Mala whispered to Salza, right before she fired her heat vision straight through Salza's head.
As Zod's associates were exterminating Cooler's soldiers, Zod, himself, had easily took the fight outside above the city, where the natives of the world could see the battle ragging. Each of the slaves thought that Cooler and his family were unbeatable and the only logical thing to do if they ran into them is to bow before them and hope they do not kill you on the spot. But now, a humanoid, that looked almost similar to them, seemed to be forcing Cooler to give his all, and the humanoid, Zod, was hardly trying.
Zod knew the people could see the fight, and that was exactly what he wanted. He wanted to have a planetary nation of followers after he was done dealing with Cooler. So then, Zod grabbed one of Cooler's punches and threw him to the city ground, it took a while for Cooler to gain his composure.
"You think you have beaten me? Hahaha! This isn't even my final form, for I have found a new one. Which will be the last thing this planet will see," Cooler laughed, as he powered up and his body started to change.
'If he thinks this final form is that powerful, it would be a great achievement and tactic to gain this planets trust if I can defeat him in this form,' Zod thought, as he watched Cooler take his time in transforming into a larger form where he had a headpiece that made him less humanoid and more monster.
"Now, you die," Cooler, with a deeper voice, growled, before he charged at Zod to throw a punch. However, before he could even get in arms reach to the General, Cooler's arm was sliced off by the General's heat vision.
"Arrgh!" Cooler yelled, as he grasped on to the burned injury where his arm was supposed to be.
"You don't seem to understand, I wasn't even trying to beat you. This 'fight' only lasted this long because I wanted the people that you forced into slavery, to see that your reign of terror will end at my hands and doing," Zod said, as he walked to Cooler.
"Then this planet is useless to me," Cooler fired a blast at Zod. Before the smoke dispersed, with Zod standing still unharmed, Cooler was in the air with a charged up attack that he called, supernova.
"I will destroy this planet and everything on it. And you will die with it, General Zod" Cooler boasted, right before he showed a slight movement of his remaining arm about to the large energy globe.
Zod chuckled, after such a stupid and futile comment that Cooler had just said, and fired his heat vision at Cooler's left arm, cutting it clean cut.
"ARRGH!" Cooler yelled again, as his last arm was cut off as well. The energy globe dispersed, as soon it lost its users control.
Cooler slowly fell to the ground with one knee to the ground, while Zod was waiting for him to land.
"A proper soldier only gives one warning for surrender. There will be no mercy for you. You will be executed by my orders. Any last words," Zod asked, as he charged yet another blast of heat vision.
Cooler knew it was a lost cause to show any more resistance, however, if he was going to die, then he decided that he will die with dignity. The Icegen inhaled a breath of air, before he spat on the General's face.
Zod tried his best to ignore the saliva that was spat on his face, and aimed his vision to Cooler's neck, and sliced off the Icegen's head off his body. Before the head could fall to the ground, the General caught the disembodied head and held it up into the air. Not to take in the pride of his accomplishment, but for the people to see what he had done; slaying one of the most powerful beings in the galaxy, Lord Cooler.
At first, the slaves seemed to be afraid, but some of them thought to themselves, that it was best to show gratitude to the General by expressing their joy of the death of their former tyrant. It started with a few wows, clapping, and then it turned into an uproar applause. An entire city population, yelling the name that they heard Cooler saying, General Zod.
"ZOD! ZOD! ZOD!"
"GENERAL! GENERAL! GENERAL! GENERAL!"
Zod listened to the chanting and cheers of all different ages, and he had a momentary feeling that he was back on Krypton and New Krypton, the glorious days where his people were prospering before disaster came along. But now that they were all gone, it was another chance to make everything right for the remainder of his people by not becoming an isolated race, but by scouring the stars and bringing the prosperity to other worlds. All living for the glory of Krypton.
General Zod looked up to see his second in command, Mala, alongside his old loyal subject, Non, making their descent to the General's current place. Mala walked up to Zod, and gave her salute to the General.
"What are your orders, General," Mala asked.
"We save this universe," Zod answered, before he looked to Cooler's head. The General then threw the disembodied part into the sky where it passed the planet's orbit and soured through space. Zod believed that a tyrant law maker like, Cooler, did not even deserve to have a proper burial or incineration of his body. The Kryptonian leader then turned to the still cheering people, and he lifted his hand as a gesture to quiet the city population mass and roared;
"KNEEL BEFORE ZOD!"
Every one of the former slaves, all complied with no restraint against the General. A sign that they will be loyal to the man who freed them from the alien tyrant that forced them into slavery and fear, and took their freedom.
A few minutes later, in deep space…
A large circled ship, which was being piloted by a large crew of different alien species. They were all wearing similar armor to Cooler's soldiers. In the communications deck, the technicians were starting to get incoming transmissions from different star systems that were in Cooler's borders.
"Is anyone out there? Everything has gone dark," a voice from the transmission that was being distorted by static sound.
"Repeat that? You were breaking up," the technician said to the transmission.
"Hello? This Cooler Star System 300, we have lost contact with Lord Cooler. Everything around his last known location has gone dark from communications," the voice stated, as if he didn't hear the technician.
"What? Lord Cooler is missing," the technician asked.
"This Cooler Planet 121, we have received Intel that Lord Cooler has been assassinated. Repeat, Lord Cooler has been assassinated," another voice was heard in the transmission.
The technicians in the room widened their eyes to the surprising news of one of the rulers of Cold Empire had been killed.
In the royal deck of the ship, inside was a humanoid alien with horns and a tail, that looked very similar to Cooler, was speaking into his private communicator.
"I am sorry, Lord Frieza. Prince Vegeta has not given me the location of his destination," a voice in the transmission on the line said to, Lord Freiza.
"Well do time. Keep track on any activity on his scouter. Listen onto anything that he may give out," Freiza said.
"Yes, Lord Freiza," the voice said, before the transmission was cut off.
Freiza heard the buzzer to his door ring as he turned to see one of his soldiers, that was from communications enter the room.
"Forgive me for interrupting you, Lord Freiza, but we have received reports that your brother has been killed," the soldier said.
"What?" Freiza asked.
"A fraction of his empire has already been going dark," the soldier informed.
"Hmm. Only a matter of time until my father makes a move in trying to reestablish control into my brother's empire," Freiza said, as he paused for a moment to compose himself of the loss of his brother.
"What are your orders," the soldier asked.
"Keep to our own errands. My brohter's empire is none of my concerns. That is for my father to handle," Freiza said, as he looked outside the window.
Cooler's regime on the unnamed planet has come to an end. General Zod and his soldiers have taken control of what belonged to Cooler. Are the people celebrating the rise of their liberator or have they just seen an oppressor being replaced by another. Cooler's empire is about to fall into a storm of chaos without their leader to keep coordination. As you can see, there is little reference connection to my other story, "Son of Heroes." With Vegeta on his way to a certain planet. The question that most of you will be asking is, how did the Kryptonians end up in the DBZ universe? That question will be answered soon.
Supreme Dalek- There is another issue that will be stated! If you are unsatisfied by this stories results, concerning the Kryptonian neutralizing the Icegen, you will send a Private Message to the Superiornite to address this issue! If any inferior life-forms decide to place their irrelevant insults in reviews, they will be EX-TERM-IN-ATED!
Daleks- EX-TERM-IN-ATE!
Supreme Dalek- Raise communications barrier!
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