Prologue: The End

"More destruction, more power," said Frieza maliciously as he began laying waste to the main Saiyan planet Vegeta. The more he destroyed using his amazing energy, the stronger he felt himself grew, and he knew he was already, by far; the strongest being in the universe.

Frieza was travelling around the inverse destroying one planet at a time, and this was planet number 489. In this time he had progressed to his third power-form. He did not know how many he had, no one of his species had ever approached the power levels he was currently reaching, and he knew his power reigned supreme.

When Frieza had started his training, his torso was weak and required constant protection from his purple body-armour when he was in battle. As he grew stronger and reached his next level of strength, he was able to leave this behind, as purple armour shells grew in the middle of his torso to cover his vital organs, and on each shoulder to protect his neck. In addition, the horns emerging from his head had grown upward, and his full body had expanded to a far more muscular arrangement. Now he had reached his third form, his body had expanded again, and his shoulders had expanded up further and lifted up from his arms to allow him to harness far more power. Further to this, his head had elongated upward to at least twice it's original height, and spikes had emerged from his shoulders. Together these changes had increased his power seven-fold.

As he shot power-balls from each hand into the planet, he could feel his power skyrocket as he wreaked further destruction and death. There were many Saiyans attempting to fly up and attack him, however they were little match for his supreme power.

Frieza had neared the end of this 489th demolition when, rather than a Saiyan flying towards him, he saw a small capsule. The capsule was so small it could not have held more than an infant, but it's power level! Why, it could have been equal to his own, or more!

As the capsule sped towards him he knew that if he destroyed this it would finally give him the power to grow again, and develop to his next, and final form. He summoned up a ball of energy and placed all of his power into it. He felt his energy levels skyrocket as he summoned the power to destroy a small galaxy.

As the capsule flew by him, he unleashed this energy from his body; which he knew would return to him with the power of the being he destroyed, when the job was done. He watched as the energy-ball collided with the capsule, and smiled as he watched it grow. Frieza had never destroyed something of this scale before, and it amused him that he could literally see the energy double in size and begin returning to him.

"YES!"

But no!.. Something was wrong..

Instead of incinerating and disintegrating the capsule, the capsule was speeding off on it's original trajectory. Meanwhile this energy was.. Wha.. NO!

The energy ball collided with Frieza and had he not focussed all of his energy on shielding his body, he would have certainly been destroyed. The pain that tore through him was beyond excruciating. It took all of his mental focus to hold together the molecules that made up his body and mind to prevent from being blasted into oblivion.

As the explosion reached the height of its impact, Frieza was almost destroyed. He had be blown from himself and was utterly diminished. His one hope was to return to his home planet and pray they still respected him as their leader and restored him.

As the power exuding from the explosion diminished, Frieza knew he could just survive it, and as he left the destruction to return to his home, Frieza used the remnants of the blast to help him on the path back through space. He then curled up and went into hibernation; unsure if he would ever wake.