Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ. If I did, I probably wouldn't be typing this.
Right when I was ready to attack Frieza, a mysterious stranger appeared and landed beside me. He looked like he was around my age with short lavender hair in a bowl-cut, a denim Capsule Corporation jacket, a black tank top and baggy dark grey jeans. Who's that?
"Ah, so you must be Frieza. I've been waiting a long time to see you face-to-face." he said. For some unknown reason, I felt my heart race as he spoke. The stranger winked at me and whispered, "Just follow my lead on this, Chris, okay?" How does he know my name? Who is this guy? This just doesn't make any sense!
"Enough talk! That girl is mine, you puny weakling!" Frieza shouted in envy. His bodyguards began surrounding the both of us. As I looked at the boy, I noticed he had a sword on his back, too but quickly turned away when he looked at me. One of Frieza's workers analyzed the newcomer's power level.
"Power level of 5. Well, kid, I hope you've said your goodbyes." He shot a blast, but the boy just deflected it with no problem. Three more ki blasts, three more deflections, then he flew towards the bodyguard and knocked him out. So he suppressed his power level to catch them off guard, making them think his good defense was just a fluke, I observed.
"What the? Attack!!" Frieza ordered.
"C'mon, let's team up on these guys. They're totally weak, but I'm sure you knew that, too." the lavender-haired boy smiled. I was unsure of his intentions, but had no time to think about it and assisted the boy. In no time at all, all of his soldiers that surrounded us were down for the count and it took little effort to accomplish.
"Hm. Looks like the dogs have some bite to their bark. But you can't defeat me. Really. You're wasting my time."
"Wanna bet, you piece of junk?" I growled. Frieza temporarily seethed, but eventually calmed down.
"You're wasting my time, and I've made dinner plans."
"Well, sorry, Frieza. But we're canceling your date with Goku." He knows Kakarot, too? And he'll be here soon? How can I dream up this stuff?
"What's a Goku?" Frieza's father asked.
"It's nothing, Father, now stay out of this."
"Yeah, I bet it is a whole lotta nothing for him to make you resorting to scrap metal as body parts, isn't it?! Don't disgrace my brother's name with your lies!" I snapped.
"This is the girl you tried to seduce, Frieza? Not only does she keep talking, she's hideous!" Did they ever look in a mirror, because I'm not hideous compared to them! Those two make me so angry, I oughta rip them apart!! I clenched my fists in anger and irritation.
"Hey, can you go Super Saiyan?" That's a stupid question! Of course I can't!
"Yeah, I've been able to for awhile." I responded in the dream. Since when have I turned Super Saiyan? I know Kakarot can, but me? Either the dream version of me is lying, or I need to think about seeing somebody about these dreams.
"Hey, Frieza! You're about to find out what a real Super Saiyan is, and I'm not talking about Goku."
"What?!" Frieza shouted as we powered up.
I felt a golden aura surround me, as my eyes turned a deep sea green. My hair grew considerably longer as it turned bright gold. My wolf ears and tail changed into the same golden color. This power was newly acquired, but it felt so familiar...Could I really have done this before? Meanwhile, the mysterious youth who claims to be a Saiyan transformed, his hair spiking up and changing to the same golden color with the same aura around him.
"Those eyes! They have the same eyes!!" Frieza shrieked in fear.
"Was it something I said?" The mystery boy smirked. The look on Frieza's hideous face was priceless, I'd never seen him so scared.
"Now then," I cleared my throat, "What did you say about Saiyans being trash, Frieza?!!"
"Aunt Christen, wake up! You're having a bad dream!!" Gohan yelled, shaking me out of my sleep.
"What? Is everybody okay?" I mumbled. He nodded and I looked out the window to find out that it was still nighttime. Chi Chi and Vegeta stared at me with an expression of shock, concern and disbelief.
What's with them? Did I do something bad? "You-You're...a Super Saiyan!! Look in the mirror, Chris! I can't believe this, what happened?!" Vegeta interrogated me. Slowly getting off of the floor, I went to the mirror and stared at my reflection. WHAT?! I'm a Super Saiyan!! There's no way, it's not possible! Me... A Super Saiyan?? And what of that mysterious boy who changed into a Super Saiyan? Was it all real, like the visions Bardock was supposedly cursed with, or just a coincidental figment of my imagination? Am I also cursed? Am I insane? Am I both? I don't know what to believe anymore! Until I find out for myself, I can't let them know. Not even Vegeta.
My hair was golden and dropped to the lower part of my back. My ears and tail which were the same color, acted on their own accord as usual but with more energy. "So what happened, Christen? You can't just go Super Saiyan in your sleep out of nowhere." Vegeta asked a second time.
"...It's nothing. Let's all just go back to sleep, we're training tomorrow so we need the rest, guys." Chi Chi and Gohan were rather hesitant at first, but walked out of the room and slowly shut the door. I couldn't blame them... I didn't believe my own words, either. I finally turned my eyes from the reflection and went to my little resting area.
"You can't be serious! Out of nowhere, you've ascended to a Super Saiyan form in your sleep, and act like it's nothing?! Plus, you won't tell me what happened, so why?" I shrugged my shoulders and rolled over back to sleep, angering Vegeta.
"Fine! Be that way, I didn't care in the first place!" After Vegeta's temper tantrum, I was lost in thought once again. It's not nothing, Vegeta... I just don't know how to react, and you apparently don't, either. Are you... jealous? That even I've reached a Super Saiyan form before you? My mind shifted and I began to wonder about that Saiyan with the lavender hair. How did he know me, or Kakarot for that matter? Why did he wink at me and why did my heart beat faster as he spoke? Am I supposed to love him, instead of Vegeta? I quickly shook that thought from my mind. Don't be ridiculous! Vegeta may be a little older, but he cares about you! Besides, you don't even know if that guy is even a real person! And even if he was, why would he waste his time on you? He's probably a narcissist to say the least, by the way he looked. And yet, something about the way he looked... It seemed almost... Attractive.
No! Snap out of it! You're driving yourself insane already!
I tried to get my mind off of everything, but how could I do that when I couldn't even change back to normal? No matter how hard I focused, my Super Saiyan form remained, irritating me slightly. Eventually, I stopped bothering with it and tried to fall asleep for a second time. Hopefully, this would be the last time I woke up for the rest of the night.
"Come on, you have got to be kidding me. Just destroy them, Frieza." the tall creature that resembled Frieza complained. Huh? A continuation of my dream? That's so odd...
As the father-son pair argued, the other Saiyan smiled, "Those are some nice moves you've got. I wish I could tell you about me, but I'm afraid that's gonna have to wait until Goku shows up."
I blushed very lightly, but focused once Frieza shot two blasts, one aimed at me, the other at the stranger. Blocking them, the big ki blasts split into smaller fireballs hitting the desolate wasteland.
Wow, and I thought he had gotten stronger when I last "visited" him on Planet Namek. How pathetic!
"If that's the best you can do, you don't stand a chance. You can't win, Frieza."
Frieza shot a surprise blast, filling the air with dirt and smoke.
"About time you got rid of them, Frieza."
"Well, what did you expect? They were only...monkeys?" Frieza stopped once the air cleared.
Getting up, I brushed myself off and gave Frieza an evil smirk that rivaled the one the Saiyan visitor gave him. "Okay, that's strike two. One more and it's game over, Frieza, you're out." The glaring lizard ruler flew up in the air and summoned a large ball of energy.
This is just like how he destroyed Planet Vegeta, then Planet Namek! Well, he won't do it a third time! I refuse!! I started shaking my head in denial.
"Okay, Christen, listen to me. When he shoots that fireball, we stay where we are right now and we'll hold it up, all right? Trust me, he won't see it coming." Heh, this reminds me of when Vegeta and I made that scheme back on our home planet... What else can I do? Besides, he seems to be a good guy if he knows Kakarot and I, and he's helping me kill Frieza. Why not wing it this one time? I nodded.
"Watch this! This one's for you, Father!" Frieza yelled at the top of his lungs and threw the gargantuan ball of energy at us. Okay, just keep your cool. All you really need to do is help this guy hold it up, that shouldn't be difficult. Don't jump the gun on this or it'll be like Planet Namek again.
Pressure built up as we kept the mass of ki from destroying the Earth, but it was nothing for me in this Super Saiyan form. "You simply could have done that from the start and saved us a good deal of time, Frieza."
"There's just no pleasing you sometimes, Father!" Frieza laughed.
"Yeah, I'll please you, with a blade through your stomach!" I snarled to myself. It was then the unknown Saiyan started to lift the fireball from the crater, signaling I should do the same. As we moved out from the crater, Frieza and his father petrified with fear.
"Excuse me, is this yours?" the Saiyan asked in a smart tone. It had reminded me of my last encounter with the cowardly ruler back on his spaceship on Namek.
'What, screwing a dead body? You're more demented than I thought.'
This is a lot less traumatic though, without the glass shards, and this Saiyan is right here if anything were to go wrong...But what motive does he have for wanting to murder Frieza? Were his parents killed on Planet Vegeta like mine? He seems to be old enough to be able to recall such an event if that were the case.
"You damned freaks of nature! Why won't you die?!" Frieza shot a tiny ki blast at the large fireball, disrupting the normal energy flow and making it unstable. "Ah, damn. This won't exactly end well if we stay under this thing. Christen, I need you to take my hand, er, wrist!" he blushed, but the sudden noise and earthquake-like force snapped us out of it as I grabbed his hand.
Seconds before the huge explosion, I felt like I was being teleported to a different location. We were on a cliff nearby, watching for the clueless Frieza to be completely off-guard, lulling him into a sense a false security. "See what happens when you listen to me?" he smiled, but I quickly shushed him as a conversation took place down below.
"Well done, Frieza. It only took four tries to destroy those worthless Saiyans."
"I was just warming up, Father! Really!" Frieza chuckled with his father. Rage boiled in my blood as they kept talking. "Just attack them. You know you want to murder them, they killed your parents. Come on, Christen, the opportunity is slipping," a voice coaxed me. I looked around in alarm and anger to find whoever said that last statement.
"Christen, are you okay?" the Saiyan asked worriedly as I bared my teeth.
"...Yeah, I'm fine. I just can't believe what that weakling has done!" I sighed and looked at his determined yet caring eyes. Is he really a Saiyan? Did he lose his Saiyan instincts or something, because he shows the concern of an...Earthling!
"Watch this. As soon as he's wise to our location, I'm gonna attack him. Stay here, okay?" he explained to me. Nodding, I watched as he did a series of fast hand movements and abruptly stopped with his palms aimed at the lizards. "Hey, Frieza!"
"A small fireball accelerated towards Frieza and almost hit him if he hadn't jumped up in the air.
"Why you little--!" he stopped as the boy charged into the battle.
"How's that, Frieza?!" he yelled after he unsheathed his blade and cut Frieza in half! I gasped in shock at what I witnessed, Frieza's father more than likely doing the same.
That was only the beginning. The boy was far from finished. Suddenly, he started swinging the sword in different directions and stopped when the once-great ruler was reduced to bits and pieces. To finish it off, he did an energy blast that vaporized any trace of Frieza then put his sword back in his sheath.
Wow! Not only did that boy slice and dice Frieza, he blasted his remains! Talk about overkill! He's definitely got Saiyan blood, there's no doubt!
I jumped down to meet with the mysterious boy once he landed on the ground.
"You must be a little disappointed, I know you wanted to kill him, too." he apologized as he landed beside me.
"Are you kidding? That was incredible! I've never seen an overkill as great as that!" I complimented him. I might have to train with this guy for awhile if he's real, I wanna learn how to do that!
Once I focused on the main objective, I turned away from him and eyed Frieza's father with a killer glare. If I couldn't kill Frieza, I could at least kill his father, hopefully. "You! You're the reason Bardock and Fasha are dead! Your son just ordered the soldiers to do your dirty work!"
He resorted to a tactic worse than surrender. "W-Wait a second! You two could work for me and replace my son. Think about it, we could rule the universe together! What do you say," he continued. "Yes, King Cold and the Saiyan duo!"
"Not a chance." the boy replied.
I spat at his offer in disgust. "Replace the lizard he so easily killed? I'm a Saiyan, not part of some circus act! I would rather have died by your son's hands than join your team!" King Cold gritted his teeth at the refusal of his plea, "Well, then, let me ask the boy something. Is it true that without your sword, you wouldn't have killed Frieza?"
The boy shrugged his shoulders as King Cold wished to examine his weapon. "So, you wanna see my sword, huh?" he smirked in a way that made it all sound so wrong. Wait, did I hear that right? Did he just use sexual innuendo in that response? That's just sick! I snickered as he complied with the lizard's request.
"Remarkable craftsmanship...I think that without this sword, you would've been powerless against Frieza!" King Cold accused.