Disclaimer: As far as I can remember I'm not Akira Toriyama, nor do I own
DBZ, but I live in hope.
I had loads of ideas for this chapter, and I finally finished it. Then as I was reading the previous chapter to see if it needed a grammatical polish I noticed that the chapter I had just spent hours planning and writing didn't fit on to the other one, so I had to scrap it. Irritating!
"Grr.you dirty Saiyan monkey! How dare you do that to me!" roared King Cold tearing himself from the earth. "Oh father you are so embarrassing!" moaned Freiza "I can handle him on my own. I'm not your little boy any more you know." "You Gohan! Why did you do that, I could have taken care of him on my own!" Vegeta spat at Gohan. "Vegeta stop being so pompous all of the time he was about to obliterate you, just admit it for once!" Gohan's patience had finally ended. "Hah! A Saiyan prince needing help from the son of a third class baka, that'll be the day!" "Just shut up about my dad! Now you, you honourless cheater," Gohan pointed at Cold "You're gonna pay for all the people you've hurt!"
Somehow, Gohan's power level started to rise, his anger unlocking ki reserves deep within his tiny frame. Piccolo was hit by a huge wave of fear; deep in Gohan's eyes he could see the same thing that he saw all those years ago when Gohan last transformed into his Oozaru (were-monkey) stage, the same night Piccolo had destroyed the moon. Piccolo took a step back as Gohan's power levelled off, as he fancied he could see fangs in the demi-Saiyan's jaw, and claws on his tiny hands.
Gohan fired a massive lance of ki at King Cold who was paralysed in fear at the power he now faced, the beam smashing him backward. "Is that the best you have child, because it's gonna take a lot more than that to stop me." "Good, I was just warming up"
The two warriors collided in mid air, their arms and legs a blur as they countered and reversed each other's hail of blows. King Cold punched Gohan in the temple, stunning him for the split second needed for him to boost back out of the melee and generate a massive purple energy disc.
"I believe my son used this attack on Namek against that ape of a father you have and managed to do himself a considerable amount of damage, but I warn you, I am much more in control of my attacks than he."
Freiza frowned as he heard this remark, offended he looked around, the Z- warriors were completely entranced by the massive fight taking place in the sky some way above them. He realised that as soon as an opportunity arose he could slip away; the fools wouldn't know what hit them when his plan was implemented.
With a roar King Cold hurled his attack at Gohan but the agile warrior somersaulted over it. "Well old man, you certainly have a lot of confidence, but it won't do you a lot of good!" "Hmm oh really?" said King Cold with a wicked smile on his alien face, "Well it looks like I might as well give up!" The galactic warlord waved his hand in a strange way as he said this last statement, almost as if he was beckoning Gohan towards him. Suddenly it all clicked and Gohan felt a massive sensation of impending dread as he realised that King Cold was beckoning the disc towards Gohan. The demi- Saiyan just managed to twist out of the way of the attack as it flew past him, slicing a gash down his right arm, causing a scream to erupt from his throat.
"Ah ha ha!" yelled King Cold, guiding the disc behind him "You Saiyans are so slow and easy to fool!" with another motion of his hand the Purple disc boomeranged behind him "Do you think that you can survive another run boy?" "Bring it on!" said Gohan calmly, "Now if you don't mind I'll end this silly game."
"KA-"
"No!"
"ME-"
King Cold struggled to move, as he was pouring all his energy into the disc.
"HA-"
"Help me son!"
"ME-"
"Father if you are going to be caught out this easily then quite frankly you deserve to-"
"HAAAAAAAAAAAA"
The blue wave of energy engulfed King Cold and the Purple disc creating a blinding glare. The beam destroyed a mountain some way behind it's target and created a huge furrow in the ground, meters wide. When the smoke had cleared there was nothing left except the echoes of a scream reverberating off the hills.
Gohan, breathing heavily, stared at where the awesome warrior once stood and muttered. "He's.he's.no-" But he could not finish, his aura disappeared and he fell from the sky unconscious.
"Gohan" Tien called. "Don't worry," said Piccolo, flying over and catching the son of his once- nemesis "Little guy was using strength borrowed from the Saiyan race's hatred of King Cold. His body could barely handle it."
"Hmm doesn't impress me, I could have vanquished him and his son." Looking around, suddenly a look of panic hit Vegeta's face "Where's Freiza?"
Same as ever, review please if you read it and tell me any opinions or feelings you have about it next update will be out sooner.
I had loads of ideas for this chapter, and I finally finished it. Then as I was reading the previous chapter to see if it needed a grammatical polish I noticed that the chapter I had just spent hours planning and writing didn't fit on to the other one, so I had to scrap it. Irritating!
"Grr.you dirty Saiyan monkey! How dare you do that to me!" roared King Cold tearing himself from the earth. "Oh father you are so embarrassing!" moaned Freiza "I can handle him on my own. I'm not your little boy any more you know." "You Gohan! Why did you do that, I could have taken care of him on my own!" Vegeta spat at Gohan. "Vegeta stop being so pompous all of the time he was about to obliterate you, just admit it for once!" Gohan's patience had finally ended. "Hah! A Saiyan prince needing help from the son of a third class baka, that'll be the day!" "Just shut up about my dad! Now you, you honourless cheater," Gohan pointed at Cold "You're gonna pay for all the people you've hurt!"
Somehow, Gohan's power level started to rise, his anger unlocking ki reserves deep within his tiny frame. Piccolo was hit by a huge wave of fear; deep in Gohan's eyes he could see the same thing that he saw all those years ago when Gohan last transformed into his Oozaru (were-monkey) stage, the same night Piccolo had destroyed the moon. Piccolo took a step back as Gohan's power levelled off, as he fancied he could see fangs in the demi-Saiyan's jaw, and claws on his tiny hands.
Gohan fired a massive lance of ki at King Cold who was paralysed in fear at the power he now faced, the beam smashing him backward. "Is that the best you have child, because it's gonna take a lot more than that to stop me." "Good, I was just warming up"
The two warriors collided in mid air, their arms and legs a blur as they countered and reversed each other's hail of blows. King Cold punched Gohan in the temple, stunning him for the split second needed for him to boost back out of the melee and generate a massive purple energy disc.
"I believe my son used this attack on Namek against that ape of a father you have and managed to do himself a considerable amount of damage, but I warn you, I am much more in control of my attacks than he."
Freiza frowned as he heard this remark, offended he looked around, the Z- warriors were completely entranced by the massive fight taking place in the sky some way above them. He realised that as soon as an opportunity arose he could slip away; the fools wouldn't know what hit them when his plan was implemented.
With a roar King Cold hurled his attack at Gohan but the agile warrior somersaulted over it. "Well old man, you certainly have a lot of confidence, but it won't do you a lot of good!" "Hmm oh really?" said King Cold with a wicked smile on his alien face, "Well it looks like I might as well give up!" The galactic warlord waved his hand in a strange way as he said this last statement, almost as if he was beckoning Gohan towards him. Suddenly it all clicked and Gohan felt a massive sensation of impending dread as he realised that King Cold was beckoning the disc towards Gohan. The demi- Saiyan just managed to twist out of the way of the attack as it flew past him, slicing a gash down his right arm, causing a scream to erupt from his throat.
"Ah ha ha!" yelled King Cold, guiding the disc behind him "You Saiyans are so slow and easy to fool!" with another motion of his hand the Purple disc boomeranged behind him "Do you think that you can survive another run boy?" "Bring it on!" said Gohan calmly, "Now if you don't mind I'll end this silly game."
"KA-"
"No!"
"ME-"
King Cold struggled to move, as he was pouring all his energy into the disc.
"HA-"
"Help me son!"
"ME-"
"Father if you are going to be caught out this easily then quite frankly you deserve to-"
"HAAAAAAAAAAAA"
The blue wave of energy engulfed King Cold and the Purple disc creating a blinding glare. The beam destroyed a mountain some way behind it's target and created a huge furrow in the ground, meters wide. When the smoke had cleared there was nothing left except the echoes of a scream reverberating off the hills.
Gohan, breathing heavily, stared at where the awesome warrior once stood and muttered. "He's.he's.no-" But he could not finish, his aura disappeared and he fell from the sky unconscious.
"Gohan" Tien called. "Don't worry," said Piccolo, flying over and catching the son of his once- nemesis "Little guy was using strength borrowed from the Saiyan race's hatred of King Cold. His body could barely handle it."
"Hmm doesn't impress me, I could have vanquished him and his son." Looking around, suddenly a look of panic hit Vegeta's face "Where's Freiza?"
Same as ever, review please if you read it and tell me any opinions or feelings you have about it next update will be out sooner.