All Hell Breaks loose, Literally

A/N quick thanks to everyone who reviewed last chapter; ThatCreepyGirlChloe, brenthforever and texaspeach. You guys are the best!

Disclaimer: Dude, seriously, do you honestly think you'd be reading this fan fiction if I owned dragon ball z? Use your head, man!

Chapter 8: Fighting Frenzy

North City was once a proud, beautiful and bustling city, where thousands of people would happily flit around doing their daily businesses. But now, the once crowded streets were deserted, the many people that had given the city life having fled for fear of their lives many hours before. Many of the buildings now lay on the ground as little more than a pile of rubble and smouldering ashes, with many of their brethren looking as if they were soon destined to join them. The cause of this devastation came in the form of three almost-identical purple and white creatures known as icejins. The three most powerful icejins, in fact; Frieza, the merciless tyrant; Cooler, his older brother; and the one who had spawned them both, King Cold. Each were fighting a member of another warrior race; the Sayains. The icejins and the Sayains had been heated enemies for some time now, ever since Frieza had saw fit to destroy the entire sayain planet on a whim. And so, three fierce battles had broken out between the group, causing destruction and chaos with every passing second.


Prince Vegeta dodged a flurry of blows aimed at him by Frieza, twisting his body in order to avoid the powerful attacks. He smirked as he watched the icejin's frustrated scowl deepen with every failed hit.

"Oh, come on, Frieza, I know you're better than this. This is pathetic, you can't even land one lousy punch!" the Prince taunted.

"Why you!" Frieza growled, employing the icejins' trademark underhanded technique of using their tails to unbalance their opponents. Vegeta used this trick to his advantage by snatching the powerful tail and using it to swing its owner in circles, sending him flying at great speeds towards one of the still-standing buildings. Frieza regained his composure before he hit the building however, and fired a bright-blue ki ball in the sayain's direction.

A moment later saw the two caught in a physical fight, this time Frieza being far more successful in landing a hit or two on Vegeta. Both participants snarled in frustration, as neither had much of an advantage to speak of. A solid fist connected with the side of Vegeta's jaw, at the same time that a forceful knee to the stomach hit Frieza, and the two warriors broke apart.

"This is more like it, Frieza!" laughed Vegeta, wiping away the blood dribbling down his chin, "but, let's get serious. I'm tired of playing!"

"Hmm, you'll regret saying that, Vegeta. Mark my words!"

They both powered up their Ki and lunged at each other and within the space of a second they were both once again pummelling and pounding each other with various attacks.

Then Frieza spotted something that could give him just the right edge he needed to finish the filthy monkey off for good. in all the excitement, it would seem that Vegeta had gotten careless with his tail, letting it uncoil from it's protected spot around his waist – and Frieza knew well and good that a sayain's tail was his greatest weakness. Taking his chance, the icejin lunged forward and managed to grab the furry appendage, fully expecting Vegeta to become immobilised and cry out in agony because of it. No such thing happened. Instead, the prince's elbow came crashing down onto Frieza's skull with all the force he could muster. Frieza immediately let go of the furry tail and drifted away, gazing at Vegeta with a dazed cross-eyed look on his face. "But I…had your tail…" the icejin murmured weakly, before shaking himself out of his daze.

"Oh please, do you honestly think I'd be that careless with my tail if I thought it was a liability to me? I rid myself of that little weakness a long time ago!" laughed Vegeta, smirking at the shocked look on Frieza's face. "What's the matter, Frieza? Now that your desperate move failed, have you finally realised that you're no match for me?"


King Cold flexed his newly-formed muscles, and rolled the kinks out of his neck. It had been a very long time indeed since he had last been in this form – so long in fact that this body felt somewhat foreign to him. It was thrilling to have to use his full power – exciting even. It was very hard indeed to find anyone who could even match his power in his second form, let alone his final one. For that, he really had to commend K.Vegeta for his strength; he had become immensely powerful since the last time they had met. But powerful or not, he would not lose to a sayain, not again.

"Hmm, you may have gotten lucky before, K.Vegeta, but let me assure you, you have seen nothing of my true power. Now the real fight begins."

"I could say the same thing to you, Cold. I haven't even started fighting yet!" snarled King Vegeta, wiping the blood away from the gash on his forehead. "Let's go!"

A loud crash signalled that the two had met in physical combat, both moving too fast for any normal eyes to focus on.


Cooler smirked as he parried a blow delivered to him by the now-golden-haired-son-of-Vegeta. He could honestly say he was surprised by the power levels being displayed by a boy who really couldn't be any more than fourteen years old, for there weren't many teenagers that could hold their own against an icejin prince. But Cooler did not let the boy's impressive might phase his composure; he was not his brother, it would take more than the power of a single super-sayain to bring him down to the ground.

"Very impressive, Trunks. But do you honestly think that you have what it takes to beat me?" Cooler sniped, dodging a punch from Trunks.

"Oh please, I have more than what it takes to beat a loser like you!"

Trunks threw a powerful uppercut that landed on the icejin's chin, quickly succeeding it with a blow to the stomach, which Cooler blocked. As retaliation, Cooler swung his powerful whip-like tail, forcing Trunks' feet out from under him. He followed through by hammering his elbow into the boy's stomach, forcing him to fall towards the ground. Before he hit the ground, however, Trunks fired a powerful Ki Blast towards the pavement, propelling his form back up towards Cooler with great speed.

As Trunks shot towards his advesary, he suddenly pulled the energy beam from beneath him and fired it at Cooler. The icejin attempted to dodge it, but Trunks had gotten too close and the icejin was sent flying into an already structurally-unsound building. With a deafening crash, the whole building collapsed, engulfing the renegade spirit in clouds of dust and falling debris.

"Ouch. That has got to hurt. Too bad!" laughed Trunks, shielding his eyes from the dust.


Goku wasn't the brightest bulb in the lamp, but he knew that if entire buildings were falling down left right and centre, then they had to be on the right track to finding Frieza and the others. They were getting close now – very close. His tail bristled at the sheer level of power that had accumulated ahead.

"Look, there they are! Over there!"

All three Sayains saw the three battles that were raging ahead of them – the crashes and yells easily heard even at their considerable distance. There was a particularly loud crash, and yet another building toppled over, erupting in a dense choking fog of dust and chunks of brick.

"Eep! I hope no one was in there! Let's hurry" Goku yelped, speeding up somewhat.

"You three aren't going anywhere!" snarled a voice thick with an Australian accent.

"Huh?" said the three Sayains, as four oddly-assorted aliens appeared out of nowhere in front of them – the small, green one with four eyes was panting slightly. They had all been so caught up in sensing the power ahead of them that they had forgotten to check for any other powers near by.

The four aliens went through their usual routine of introducing themselves whilst twisting their bodies into the oddest shapes their minds could concoct. The three Sayains simply stared, faces going red from trying not to laugh.

"Hey, I know you guys. You're the guys I defeated back on planet Namek! You're the Ginyu Force!" said Goku cheerily.

All of them, except the rotund green creature called Guldo, flinched as they finally took the time to observe the three that they were planning on attacking. Particularly the tall, spiky haired one dressed in an orange gi with a blue undershirt.

"Oh, mates, it's 'im! It's that guy! The one who…" the small, ruddy-faced man named Jeice gasped, the fear clearly evident in his voice as he pointed a shaking finger at Goku. He backed away several paces.

"Oh don't be such wuss, Jeice. He just got lucky last time, besides, we're much stronger now!" said Burter, the tall, muscular blue alien. He cracked his knuckles, glaring menacingly at the three Sayains.

"So you guys want to fight me, huh? Well, alright!" said Goku, rubbing his neck. "Why don't you two go on ahead?" he said to Bardock and Raditz. "This won't take long!" the two Sayains smirked, and nodded.

"Have fun with these clowns, little brother!" the two Sayains took off, heading towards Frieza and the others.

"Alrighty then, who wants to go first?"


Trunks watched the pile of rubble below him with an intense, scrutinising gaze. He knew that it would take more than that to take Cooler out of the game, and so he was waiting for the icejin to emerge. He waited…after waiting for several long minutes, Trunks supposed that maybe he had hit the icejin harder than he'd thought – or maybe he'd just overestimated his power.

"Darn…I was hoping for something better from him. Shame…!" Trunks sighed as he turned to watch his Father and Frieza attacking one another, both trying to gain the upper hand. He knew his father could win easily if he used his full power – but then, Vegeta never was one to end a fight quickly when it would be more fun to drag it out a little.

As the two broke apart, there were only small pieces of evidence that either of them had been fighting. Vegeta sported a split and a rather nasty bruise had formed across his exposed collar bone. Frieza had several cuts across his chest that were slowly oozing purple blood, and a large purple bruise in the centre of his head – where Vegeta had crashed his elbow a few minutes before.

Vegeta smirked as he casually wiped away the blood from his lip. "I remember you being much better than this Frieza. I think you've lost your touch a little!" the prince taunted, achieving the desired effect as Frieza's upper lip curled into a snarl.

"I'll show you who's lost their touch!" the icejin snarled.

There was a loud crash behind Trunks, accompanied by an angry yell. Trunks turned around in time to see an angry Cooler charging straight for him. He was covered in cuts, bruises and dust, and he looked very angry indeed. Trunks didn't have enough time to dodge the fierce icejin, and was sent flying straight into his father. Both Sayains, shocked by the sudden impact, went crashing into an office-block window.

"Hmm, nice one, brother. Killing two monkeys with one stone. I like it!" said Frieza.

"I do try!"

"Shall we finish them off?"

"I – aargh!" whatever it was that Cooler was about to say as both he and his brother were met with a flurry of Ki blasts.

"You know, it really isn't nice to attack a man when he's down!" a cool voice said.

Both icejins turned around, seething. They hated being snuck upon.

"My, my. These monkeys just keep coming, don't they, little brother?"

"Ah yes, Raditz, it's been a while. Oh and – ah, I remember you! You're that sayain who challenged me when I destroyed your pathetic planet! Let me guess, you want to fight me again?" said Frieza, a smirk spreading across his face.

"Damn right!" Bardock growled, his black eyes narrowing fiercely.

Next time, on AHBLL

North City has certainly seen better days as Bardock and Raditz, the two reformed Sayains, have arrived at the scene to fight Frieza and Cooler. And with Goku about to fight the Ginyu force, even more destruction is about to unfold. Things are gonna get real ugly, real fast, so watch out earth. Read the next exciting chapter of All Hell Breaks Loose, Literally.

A/N …I think the battles got a little repetitive in this chapter…I need to work on that a little me thinks. my muse sorta gotta way from me towards the end there :( oh well...Anyway, you know the routine – review, or fat Buu will sit on you!