Frieza
Son Goku, the saviour of Earth lay dead in the dirt of Namek, a pool of blood spreading from the hole ha had been cut straight through his heart, the ghost of his final smile on his lips. A boy, no older than four years old walked to his father's side, tears in his eyes. He had faced death, even departing the world personally.
It hurt, every time, it hurt worse than any punch or kick or broken bone.
"Daddy? Please get up… Please." He sobbed at his father's side.
The white alien smirked down, murderous joy in his eyes.
"Oh you should look at your face, filthy monkey, to know the fear that all creatures should, of me, of your Lord Frieza." He said, smiling sadistically, baring his teeth in the grin that made the young boy staring at him quiver in rage, a motion that the great Lord mistook for fear.
The Z fighters flinched, shaking in fear. This creature had destroyed Son Goku, the strongest man that they knew.
"You… YOU… Lord, you call yourself… My Lord? You are nothing…" Gohan said, shaking, holding his fathers hand, his aura raising slowly, the ground beneath him crumbling slowly, rocks rising as his anger built up around him.
"You foolish little Saiyan. Nothing, you say? I am the ruler of this entire galaxy, Lord of all I see. I come. I see. I conquer. You will be just another number, one to add to millions, literally millions, child." Frieza laughed, reaching out his hand.
"Like I said. Nothing. FRIEZA! I will kill you." The boy said, standing up, his aura bursting out around, crimson bleeding into the flames.
"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAA." The boy screamed, jumping up, his Kaioken bursting to life, fuelled by his wrath.
Frieza's eyes widened as the boy reached him at speeds that destroyed records, dealing him a blow that left a crater in the so called lord's chest.
"Let's go!" Piccolo yelled, running to back the boy up. Tien, Krillen and Vegeta powered up and burst after the boy.
Frieza growled at this, batting each of their blows back, wincing at Piccolos blow, sneering at the other's attempts.
"Enough!" He yelled, blasting Ki in every direction, blowing even Gohan back as he released fifty percent of his power, a sudden bolt of electricity smashing against his body.
With a laugh brought on by the freedom of this power, he dealt two blows, one to Gohan, one to Piccolo, sending them back through a mountain.
He turned, smiling at the three before him.
"Hello monkeys." He grinned, moving faster than they could even sense, appearing in front of them, grabbing Krillen and Tien's necks with his hands while doing the same to Vegeta with his tail. He was about to laugh and begin to torture them when Gohan appeared in front of him, his eyes burning with a fury that burned like the sun. Frieza looked shocked for a second before realising that he was now ten times stronger than this child. There was no way the boy could get one up on him now…
"KAIOKEN TIMES TEN!" The boy screamed, his crimson aura burning fiercer than ever before. With a cry of anger, the child dealt Frieza yet another blow that shook him to the core, forcing him to release his unwilling victims.
They fell, gasping for air, unable to anything against the tyrant.
Piccolo joined the child's side, throwing his weighted clothing aside. There wasn't much he could do against the power he now felt but this creature had destroyed Son Goku, an act that was supposed to be reserved to him. Damned if he wasn't going to return that little favour.
The two warriors flew at the alien lord, dealing him blow after blow. Unfortunately for them their power was insufficient, their blows not carrying enough power to even bruise this madman.
"Baldy! That attack you used to defeat me, can you use it now?" Vegeta said with a growl, turning on Tien.
"I can but it will take time that we just don't have that kind of time." Tien said.
"Do it anyway, the boy and the Namek don't have a clue what they're up against, we need everything that we have. Now…" Vegeta turned again, walking to the body of the fallen warrior. His eyes washed over the corpse and found what he was looking for; a small brown bag, tied to his waist.
Vegeta had been watching Kakarot's every movement from the moment that the third class Saiyan landed on the planet's surface.
Goku had seen the prince's state and thrown him a small, pale bean.
That singular bean had healed all of his damage from the battle with Recoome and brought his stamina back to one hundred percent.
All this information gave him the best idea he'd ever had, and that was saying something.
He turned to the small human, trying to ignore the intense, God-worthy battle raging above him.
"Alright, small bald one, listen closely. I want you to charge your most powerful attack and use it on me with the intent to kill." Vegeta said, growling at the monk.
"What?! Why?!" Krillen shouted, looking at the prince like he was insane.
"A Saiyan is built to kill, to be the strongest, thus whenever we come close to death in a battle we receive a power boost. Don't ask me about the science of it because we don't have the time. JUST DO IT! HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN WHO I AM? I AM A MURDERER!" Vegeta yelled at Krillen, a mad light appearing in his eyes.
Krillen almost wet himself in fear as the prince shouted at him. Clenching his eyes shut, he powered every single ounce of Ki he had into a colossal Kamehameha wave and used it to blast straight through the prince's chest.
Vegeta collapsed, his breath laboured, a pool of blood spreading across the ground. He barely managed to get the Sensu bean into his mouth before blacking out with the pain.
Tien watched this with interest before reaching up and entering the signature stance of the spirit bomb style. This planet had little energy left of its own so Tien began to draw on that of the surrounding planets and once again from the sun, only this time there were three to take energy from. Ten minutes. Ten minutes to destroy the greatest threat to the universe yet.
Gohan let out a yell, expanding his Kaioken into level 25, the highest that the Kaioken would go. His aura was more vibrant than ever as he rocketed forth, intent on dealing the almighty tyrant a killing blow.
Frieza's smirk was wiped right off his face when a boy no bigger than his tail slammed his fist into the tyrant's stomach, making him cough up his own purple blood.
The two fought, a four year old Halfling matching the blows of a tyrant capable of destroying worlds.
A blow to the jaw, a fist against ribs and a bite to the tail. Frieza was being beat around like a paper towel in a hurricane. Yet he was smirking, a cocky, arrogant smirk. He could tell that this was the boy's full power, while he was only using fifty percent of his own. Seventy-five percent would be all that was needed to pound this boy to a pulp.
"You've done well, child, but a monkey is a monkey, no matter how well he fights, no? I commend you though, only my family has been able to go thus far with me. It ends now though, from now on, you'll just be a paper tiger in front of a storm.
For I am lord Frieza, and you are a filthy Saiyan monkey." Frieza smirked, spreading out his arms out once more, allowing more power to flood through the gates into every muscle.
Gohan felt the tyrant's power flooding over him, overwhelming him when he noticed something strange floating in the sky. It was shiny and annoyingly distracting but also eerily familiar.
It was precisely that moment that Son Gohan lost all control over himself.
Vegeta always had a plan and he tried to make sure that they were the best goddamned plans that anyone ever thought of.
Just moments ago he had been healed back to one hundred percent by the tiny bean and received the complimentary boost that all Saiyans felt after recovering from near death.
After getting his bearings straight, he had released his ultimate weapon.
The fake moon.
Now, there were two great apes, both ready to smash Frieza into the dirt.
The only problem was that one of them had all but lost his mind. Frieza looked between the two Oozaru, stuck between a rock and a hard place.
Vegeta smirked while Gohan simply let out a monstrous roar.
Frieza's attention was on his former subordinate and he did not notice the incoming fist until it was far too late.
Gohan in his ape form had lashed out at the first thing he saw, and that was a small white alien at his feet.
Vegeta let out a laugh and threw a blow two, meeting Gohan's fist as the two crushed the tyranic overlord between them.
Frieza let out a hoarse yell as he was pressed from both sides. With all his strength he pushed the giant fists out, even resorting to using his Ki in the process.
Ginyu had told him about Vegeta's fake moon trick, all he had to do was find the damn thing!
Suddenly, a giant furry monster wearing armour appeared in front of him, grinning with its elongated jaw.
"Hello Frieza." Vegeta said, slamming his foot down on top of the alien, laughing as he felt him sink into the dirt .
Meanwhile, Gohan had noticed something shiny, and when you're a giant ferocious ape, shiny equals bad and anything bad, you destroy.
Unfortunately the shiny thing happened to be Vegeta's fake moon, the one thing giving them the edge over Frieza right now.
Vegeta noticed where Gohan's sights laid and let out a growl.
"I should have known the kid would screw this up." The giant ape said with a growl, stomping Frieza further into he dirt of Namek. Once he made sure Frieza was momentarily stunned, he flew off in an attempt to intercept the boy but he was much too late as Gohan opened his mouth and launched a mouth beam at the shining orb that gave them this power.
With a loud shatter, the orb was blown apart and the two Saiyans began to shrink back to their usual diminutive proportions.
Due to the strain of having his mind switched into feral beast mode and back again, Gohan collapsed, a little blood coming out of his nose.
Instantly, Piccolo swooped in and caught the boy, bringing him back to the two young Namekians. Strategically, their best move now would be to heal the boy and wait while Vegeta got beat down so that he could be healed too and receive that boost he'd described. If he survived.
"Dende, heal this one up for me." Piccolo said, placing the boy on the ground in front of the Namekian child.
"Right away, mister Nail." The child said, using his magic to bring the boy back up to speed. Piccolo quickly used his patented clothes beam to cover the boy up after his transformation.
The boy sat up and watched Vegeta attempt to fight back against the might of Frieza. He then looked up at the ball of energy being collected by Tien in the sky. It was incredible.
"Mister bad Piccolo, I have an idea. Please, lift your hands and give as much energy as you can to the spirit bomb. If I do this right, we have a shot at taking this freak down." Gohan said.
"Tell me what you're planning." Piccolo ordered, crossing his arms.
Vegeta was being beaten, badly. His bones were broken, his power was cut in half and every orifice was bleeding profusely. Frieza was just too strong and what made it worse, more than the insults and mocking, was the fact that the tyrant had not yet used one hundred percent of his power in this fight.
Suddenly he heard the voice of the triclops in his head.
'Vegeta, don't react, this is Tien, the one with three eyes. We have a plan to use our most powerful attack on this bastard but you're in the way. Get out of there if you want to not die.'
Vegeta's eyes widened and he looked up into the sky discretely. He saw the child in front of a giant humming ball of pure blue energy.
It was at that point he knew how he wanted to die.
If he was going down, he was taking Frieza with him.
With a fast movement he took the tyrant by surprise and phased behind him, grabbing him in a full nelson lock.
"What are you doing, impudent monkey?" The tyrant growled.
"Foolish, my lord, asI always said. You will be destroyed by a Saiyan, even if it must be a half breed."
Gohan watched as Vegeta held their opponent in place with a slight sadness.
He did not thoroughly like nor trust the Saiyan prince, however, he felt a strange kinship with the man, as if he were distant family.
It filled the young boy with regret to have to kill this man now that he had shown his true colours as a man willing to live and die for his beliefs, even if they were twisted.
Gohan felt respect for the flame haired prince and felt utter remorse in what he was about to do.
He ran the plan over in his head one last time and resigned himself to the fate of a murderer.
Spreading his arms he began to bring the power of the spirit bomb into his own being, the power of three suns burning into his muscles, his body, his very soul.
He shut his eyes as the pain wracked through his body and the air around him began to hum with a blue energy, sparks flying over his body as his hair began to rise as if he were powering up. The clouds began forming towards him as if he were some sort of well in the air. The ground bellow him began to shake as the ungodly power built all in one place, compressed into the body of a four year old boy.
Son Gohan opened his eyes.
No longer were they their innocent onyx black but were full of angry blue flames, as if the boy had become a wrathful deity, charged with power that no one man should have to himself.
It was tearing the boy apart.
"FRIEZA!" The boy screamed, his voice magnified one thousand fold.
"What... what is this?! Vegeta, explain, now!" The tyrant cried as he witnessed the power that the child held.
"You obviously don't understand, my lord, let me spell it out for you. Because of what you have done, because of your mistakes, he has become the very modicum of what you fear. The legendary super Saiyan come for you at last. I am glad that the Gods let me live to see this day." Vegeta laughed, tightening his lock on the self proclaimed lord of all.
Frieza growled out in anger, looking up at the boy.
"You are but a child and a monkey! I will not die here, because I am mighty and you are not!" Frieza shouted at the child, his anger twisting his already grotesque features.
"BELIEVE WHAT YOU WILL. RIGHT NOW, I AM YOUR LORD! KAMEHAMEHAAA!" The boy roared, unleashing from his palms an ungodly light that blinded all that looked upon it as if it were a true divine miracle.
Like paper tigers in front of a storm, Frieza and Vegeta were swallowed by the holy light that washed over them.
The murderers disappeared in a maelstrom of light and noise.
Gohan fell, his power waning as he let out a hoarse prayer for his father.
And all was quiet.
Author's notes;
Nothing to see here, move along please. *Waves hand mystically*
~Umbra Gami
