Rise of the G-Fighters
Lake Superior
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Chapter 1: Froze
I stumbled into another village a few days ago. I mean that literally; my throat was parched from this desert world and I fainted just as I passed the gate. And despite my race's reputation- credit being due to a certain lord- these people treated me with kindness and brought food and drink. The local innkeeper is allowing me to spend a few days recuperating. "Free of charge" he says. I'm unsure of these people's level of technology. This village is comprised of stone buildings, but they somehow have running water and electricity. These mushroom-people really are strange. I'm thankful to be alive, but I must move on. I only hope I can break the news to a certain young boy who's taken something of an interest in me. The little thing has never seen any beings from other worlds or even other species. He hasn't stopped following me around and asking questions! I know he means well, but I need some peace and quiet! As I pen this I am under the excuse of using the facilities and-
"Hey, Mr. Froze! You done in there?!" the piercing and eager voice of the child in question drove Froze's train of thought to a wreck. The warrior white-and-red-skinned warrior sighed and closed his journal, then placed it in his bag along with his pen.
"Cool your engines, kid!" He called out, flushing the toilet and running the faucet to make it sound as though he had disposing of waste. He opened the door and exited the room, only for his leg to bump into the diminutive, mushroom-headed lad.
"OW!"
"Sorry, kid. Didn't see you there."
"I'm not that short!"
"You are."
The boy laughed in response, a laugh that, while not a great deep bellow like his inn-owning father, was still just as hearty.
"So, anyway," The kid took a deep breath and Froze knew what was coming, "What's Arcos like? I heard it's really, really, really cold! Is it even colder than sixty degrees?!"
This kid barely gave Froze a chance to answer before he added a follow-question! The thing had a mouth that ran faster than the engine in Froze's pod! Thankfully, Froze was given little more time to answer when the boy's mother called from below,
"Kabix, dinner's on! And bring our guest with you!"
"Alright, Mom! I'll be right down!" Kabix replied, already running down the stairs. Froze tailed behind the child, thankful to have some real food for the first time in awhile. Due to his state of malnutrition when he arrived in town, he hadn't been consuming anything but bread and water for the past few days.
Of course, he started to doubt himself when he saw the food laid out before him and his hosts. 'Perhaps I should have just stayed on bread and water…' Froze thought as he viewed the large, unappetizing-looking desert worm laid out on the table. He was about to say something when he was offered the carving knife by the innkeeper.
"It's always a tradition of ours to let our guest cut the first slice of meat!" The kind, purple-skinned man declared with a grin.
Froze held his tongue and cut the worm, then tried to restrain a grimace as the foul stench of the worm's innards permeated the air. He placed the cut on his plate, and then passed the knife to the innkeeper's wife. Froze picked at the meat with his fork before finally taking a hesitant bite, learning the taste was actually something fish-like and not half bad. Despite the fact that it was supper, Kabix still hadn't given up on asking questions and going off topic.
His parents, unable to slow their son down, simply shook their heads in defeat. Froze acted as though he didn't mind and kept answering as they came. 'With a mind that keeps asking, this kid could be a great scholar.' Froze thought as Kabix was in the middle of a story about a fighter.
"… And he's SO COOL!" Kabix practically shouted with all-out enthusiasm, "He's, like, a bazillion times stronger than anyone! He came from somewhere else, but he protects us all anyway! He's just plain awesome!"
Now, this was a story that caught Froze's attention. He'd been getting pretty rusty lately and was itching for a good sparring match. He couldn't help himself! He HAD to ask!
"Where is the fighter? What's his name?" Froze interjected, leaning forward to hear more.
The three other people seated at the table just stared as an awkward silence fell over the table. Apparently the arcosian had let his eagerness slip out in his voice. It must have been slightly unsettling to his hosts to see their stoic friend display such an uncharacteristic moment of excitement. Thankfully, Kibax got the conversation rolling again.
"I get it!" The boy exclaimed "You're a fighter, too! And you want to take a crack at him! That must be it!"
"I should've known." The innkeeper added with a laugh, "Being an arcosian, it's only natural that you're a warrior!"
Froze was about to say something about stereotypes when Kabix interrupted (yet again). This child had no idea about social cues!
"Don't bother taking on Badland!" the boy enthused, "You'll never beat him! Not in a million zillion years!"
Everyone laughed and the mood became more jovial as the awkward feelings from a minute before completely dissipated. For Froze, this was one of those few occasions where he could let himself relax and laugh a bit. He hadn't in a long while. Eventually, the conversation turned towards him again. Only this time, the innkeeper and his wife were asking the questions.
"Normally, I don't like to prod," The innkeeper said, "But you seem like the kind of guy who'd stick out like a sore thumb anywhere from home. What brings you to our planet?"
Froze was stuck for an answer. He didn't want to lie after all these people had done for him. They deserved to know the truth. But, would they still accept him after hearing his story?
He decided to go for it.
"Well, I-"
Froze halted abruptly as the ground shook from an explosion outside; it appeared his story would have to wait.
A/N: And that concludes Chapter 1! I am proud to say this is the first English-language Froze-based fic on this site! This story has begun just around or a little before the Frieza/Namek saga. And yes, the village is the one Froze saves in the "Dragon Ball Heroes" promo. No, the village will not be attacked by Lord Slug. Please Read and Review.
