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As though the gut twisting jaunt through time hadn't been bad enough, Raditz now had to contend with what looked remarkably like a revived and juiced up Cooler. The eldest arcosian prince was in his incredibly hype fifth form, but now it seemed that he'd pushed even further past that stage and had taken it a step further: The crest of his head was now a forest of spikes that spread down the back of his head and onto his back, like a ridiculously heavy metal hairstyle; the purple of his skin had lightened to the point of actually being a metallic blue; the organic bone-like material that grew on his wrists had grown to encase both arms in wicked looking gauntlets studded with amethyst bio-gems; and there were just generally more sharp points all over his body.
"See what just a few weeks of training can amount to, saiyan whelp?" The douche nozzle sneered, his voice deep and slightly muffled by the bone mask. "Not even my father commanded such power at the height of his reign. I am unparalleled in all the Universe!"
"That's nice," the long haired saiyan smiled with barred teeth. "I don't suppose you've decided to become the benevolent protector of all life?"
"Joke while you can. I haven't forgotten what you did to me back on Yardrat, and no new Super Saiyan form will save you from my vengeance!"
"We'll see about that!" Raditz threw back as he ascended straight into Super Saiyan 3, his hair expanding out as it stretched to his heels until it was basically the same size as his own body. His body quivering with the insane power now residing within, the Watchman of Universe 7 launched himself at his annoyingly persistent nemesis, intent on slapping the smugness out of him.
But his haymaker punch passed through empty air - not even a shimmer to indicate the frost demon's movement. Raditz had just a moment of surprise before a three toed foot slammed into the back of his head. The force behind the singular blow was numbing and sent the saiyan tumbling painfully across the ground for a few heartbeats before he flipped and twisted back onto his feet, sliding back a meter or two with the residual momentum. Not hesitating, he threw himself back at Cooler, trying to keep him in sight this time. But the bastard once again vanished as though he'd never been there to begin with, and suddenly all the air was knocked out Raditz's lungs by a simple punch.
He staggered back a couple of steps, fighting just to stay on his feet, when a tail like a python snaked around his neck and constricted sharply. Gasping, Raditz pried uselessly at the appendage as he was lifted from the ground and brought in front of Cooler. The arcosian managed to easily convey that he was smirking behind that mask, his body posture equally as derisive.
"I'm not going to play around this time. Giving you time was what proved my downfall before, and unlike my little snot of a brother, I always learn from my mistakes."
The towering alien overlord lifted one hand and enveloped it in a precisely shaped wedge of his dark purple ki, the blade hissing furiously as the air itself was burnt by this weapon of malice. Raditz tried to wriggle free, but the grip around his throat only tightened and splashes of darkness crowded his vision. But he refused to just give in and die like this! He was the goddamn Super Saiyan, Fulfiller of Prophesies and Sword of the Motherfucking Kais! He'd survived much worse than this rerun villain!
Letting go of the tail, Raditz clapped his hands together. When he drew them apart, a translucent membrane of golden ki expanded between them like a bubble, growing almost instantly to fill the space between him and Cooler, who looked both surprised and amused by this last ditch effort before jabbing his arm forward to spear through the ki and into the body of the full blooded saiyan. But he was taken aback when his arm sank into the ki bubble like a bowl of warm jelly. He tried yanking his limb free, but it was like pulling a boulder through mud, and even his godlike strength proved no help at all.
"The hell is this!?" He roared as the ball continued to expand up past his shoulder and over the rest of his body. Raditz took full advantage of his enemy's distraction and wrestled free of the tail's strangling grip, jumping back the instant his feet touched earth. He knew that his Ki Snare wouldn't last very long at all against Cooler – it was designed to continuously entrap somebody the more they struggled, but the icejin was far to powerful for it to be more than a momentary annoyance – and he needed to find a way to start dealing some damage right now or else he was sunk.
Cocking both arms back, he summoned up twin fistfuls of fuchsia colored energy and hurled them both at Cooler. The projectiles curved of their own accord, arcing out slightly before sharply angling back towards their target and hitting him from opposite sides in a colossal explosion. It had been the attack that had won Raditz the fight against Bojack, but he somehow didn't get the impression that it would have done much against his longtime adversary (he'd noticed a trend where pretty much every villain he fought was stronger than the one prior, so he could better gauge how powerful the next one would probably be).
Indeed, when the gray cloud of smoke and dust cleared, Cooler was not only unharmed but also free of the Ki Snare. He didn't look very happy.
"Cute, saiyan, but your stalling tactics are as worthless as you are!" He lunged forward, grabbing a too-slow Raditz by the face and slammed the back of his head into the ground with enough force that tremors were felt on the opposite side of the planet. Stomping his foot onto the saiyan's chest to keep him in place, Cooler raised both hands above his heads and created a Supernova attack that rapidly grew to excessive size in seconds. "You have always been an underfoot pest, monkey, and now I finally get to squash you like one!"
Raditz tried to throw the leg off of him, but it was as adamant as the tail had been. For the first time in years, he felt raw fear burn its way through his veins as his doom hovered just overhead. Not just fear for himself -he'd already tasted death and it had lost most of its threat- but also the countless innocents he'd vowed to protect from forces of evil just like this arcosian bastard. Nobody alive was as strong as he was, and it would take far too long for somebody to get to this level and assume his position. Just a shitty situation all 'round, really.
"...not...like...this..." he managed to grind out, feeling blood against his gums.
But there was no chance of escape. Cooler had beaten him in less than a minute, and he hadn't even been going all out! Because of course he hadn't, the prick.
"If it's any consolation," Cooler jeered, tensing his muscles for the throw, "you get to die with-"
"HEY!"
The unexpected shout caught both of their attentions. Saiyan and arcosian looked toward the top of a narrow cliff where the voice had come from to find a man standing there, dramatically lit by the fire that raged behind him and nobody could remember lighting. He took a step forward and his features came into sight.
"Get off my son you oversized dragon dildo!" Bardock snarled, hair a brilliant gold.
"What the shit!?" Cooler barked out in surprise before a boot smashed into his face and knocked him back a few steps, his Supernova flying harmlessly into the sky where it would eventually destroy some no name planet that had been minding its own business. Bardock now stood next to Raditz, power radiating off of the Super Saiyan of Legend as he glared pure murder at the last prince of Arcos.
"I thought you never intended to leave the past," Raditz coughed, his lungs suddenly free to draw breath again. The time displaced saiyan didn't take his eyes off of Cooler, watching closely as the frost demon took in the newcomer with suspicion and a seething anger.
"I didn't, but when my idiot of a son insisted on being a big damn hero I knew that somebody would need to keep his head out of his own ass. Might as well be his old man." He risked glancing down at the long haired warrior and offering him a hand up. Raditz only hesitated a second before taking it, and then widening his eyes in surprise. Bardock helped him back up before he could say anything. "You understand what I'm saying?" His words were deliberate, and Raditz ran a thumb over what had been slipped into his palm in a brief moment of indecision. But one glance at Cooler was enough to convince him of the necessity of such a drastic action.
"Alright you geezer, we'll do it your way. Not like my life expectancy was all that great to begin with."
"Do the two of you think you can honestly take me on?" Cooler guffawed, straightening up to his full, intimidating height.
"Nope," Raditz admitted easily, stretching his shoulders so that his hands were close to his head. "We haven't got a chance in hell of stopping you."
This gave Cooler a moment of pause. "...well...Good! You finally learn your place!"
"What the kid means," Bardock spoke up, letting a spherical earring show in his hands as he affixed it to his right ear, "is that we're handing the fight over to someone else."
Raditz lowered his arms, grinning mockingly as his own earring dangled from his left ear.
Cooler knew, thanks to some awfully painful firsthand experience, what the two pieces of jewelry meant and didn't waste a second to leap at the father and son duo, but he was already much too late. The magic that now bound them repelled his presence violently, and he was incapable of doing anything but watching as the two men were propelled towards one another by invisible hands, meeting in an intense uproar of noise and light.
The spectacle didn't last long, and it died away to reveal the fused warrior with little fanfare.
He had Raditz's height and features, but Bardock's shape and structure, as well as his facial scars. He wore a black and white suit of Planet Trade Organization issued armor without a shirt underneath, as well as matching boots and green vambraces on both arms. On each shoulder he wore a strip of red cloth tied in a simple knot, and the elder saiyan's blood-dyed headband was now tied around his neck. Raditz's infamous hair was largely in place, but it had been corralled into a large ponytail that reached to waist level and was joined by a large spike that jutted out over his forhead.
Cooler couldn't help the tingle of uncertainty from creeping up his spine, but he quashed that feeling ruthlessly and stood ready against the fusion. "Welcome, double monkey, and Goodbye!" He charged, body like a spear, but he was deflected with ease by a slight motion from the new warrior, who eyed the arcosian with traces of derision and amusement. Cooler spun around, furious, but the warrior spoke before he could make another one liner.
"What do you get when you combine a Raditz and a Bardock?" He queried rhetorically. He reached behind him and pulled out a pair of sunglasses which he opened with a flick of his wrist and set easily over his eyes. "The only thing you could possibly get: a Badatz!"
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AN: Ultimate showdown of Arcos: Golden Frieza vs Blued Cooler!
Let the victor keep coming back over and over and over and over and over and over and...