"Ooh ooh ooh eee aah aah!"

"Yes, yes Bubbles, stop monkeying around over there, I'm trying to concentrate" King Kai grimaced, ignoring his own play on words. Normally he would never pass up on an opportunity to snigger at one of his own jokes but there were far more pressing matters at hand.

"Umm boss?" The cricket sprite hovering just over Bubbles' shoulder asked tentatively, approaching the blue deity cautiously.

"What is it Gregory?" King Kai grumbled trying to shift his antenna's position to get a clearer picture of what was transpiring on New Namek.

"W-what's that I'm feeling?" Gregory stammered feeling the horrible surge of energy even from King Kai's tiny planet in The Other World.

King Kai remained silent as he felt the monstrous power emanating from the Frost Prince. The surging energy was unlike anything he had ever felt before and dwarfed the power of all those around it. The only thing more jarring than the monstrous energy being released was the seething ocean of fury and grief that now enveloped Frieza. Even from his tiny planet in The Other World, King Kai could feel the former tyrant's emotions as if he was standing right there in front of him.

"That Gregory, might very well be one of my biggest mistakes I've ever made" King Kai grimaced ignoring the cricket sprite's subsequent questions and focusing back on New Namek. When King Cold arrived on the new Namekian homeworld with his army of robotic doppelgangers King Kai had to make a daunting decision, whether or not to tell Goku.

The Namekians needed help, of that there was no question but the problem was that Goku and the other defenders of Earth had their own issues to deal with. The Androids would be arriving any day now and leaving Earth unguarded was a risk that the blue deity couldn't risk. So he kept his mouth shut and let them continue preparing for their own mechanical threat. The other reason he had kept the Saiyan out of this possible skirmish was because Frieza was already on his way to New Namek, if unknowingly. The thought of those two meeting up once more, on Namek of all places, was nothing short of disastrous.

So King Kai placed his money on the wild card that was Frieza and his crew and allowed them to proceed on their own. He had been keeping tabs on the lot of them since Frieza's crushing defeat on Old Namek. What he had observed over the years lifted his spirits, after observing the countless atrocities perpetuated by Frieza and his army in the past, this change in demeanour was a refreshing turn of events. The humbling defeat at the hands of Goku, the loss of his home planet, the betrayal of his own father and the positive influences of his crew had helped shape this new Frieza. The blue deity had placed his faith in a tyrant with one of the biggest body counts in the known universe and as the war for New Namek began he felt like he had made the right decision.

But as the battle raged on King Kai grew more and more uncertain. Frieza and the others were being worn down steadily while King Cold's forces never seemed to end. Then the battle hit a tipping point when Shuyo was crippled by the mechanical menace. With the stoic monk taken out of the action the Meta-Colds pressed the attack, emboldened by their adversary's first casualty. Soon after Tyr fell heroically giving his life to defend Weiss who then fought back as hard as she could but was quickly struck down by the ceaseless horde. It all came to a head when Aayla's life was suddenly snuffed out by a Meta-Cold, no sooner had her life force dissipated from the mortal plane than Frieza's immense power exploded out of nowhere fueled by rage and grief. Now all King Kai could do was stand around and observe as events unfolded on New Namek with bated breath.


Time seemed to slow to a glacial crawl as the Meta-Cold threw Aayla's lifeless body into the charred dirt. Her flawless body now marred with deep, bloody trenches from the cybernetic tyrant's tireless assault and her skin bruised and battered forming deep ugly bruises. But it was the gigantic hole in the Securan warrior's chest that drew Frieza's horrified gaze. The bloody chasm drenched the soil underneath the azure beauty's body staining it crimson and Frieza could only watch as the last vestiges of life finally left her body.

She's gone

Those words echoed hollowly in the Frost Demon's mind. Desperately Frieza reached into the depths of his subconscious in a vain hope to find the Securan beauty, she had been with him now for years, how could she just be gone? But the harder he searched the less he found, where he had once found the comforting presence of Aayla's calming thoughts he now only found a vast emptiness, a void from which no life could possibly exist.

She's gone

Those words screeched through his mind, quickly consuming all rational thought. The Frost Demon's vision blurred, replaced with a red tinted haze that distorted the world around him. His physical pain drifted away, replaced with a dull numbness that left him cold to everything around. The sounds of the battlefield faded away, the incessant taunting of the Meta-Colds became little more than static in the Frost Demon's ear.

She's gone

In the Frost Demon's subconscious all he could see was a black emptiness stretching on for all eternity. The horrible isolation threatened to overwhelm Frieza's sense of self, desperately he reached out to grab hold of something, anything, he didn't care what at this point. As if in response to the Frost Prince's plight a spark in the darkness ignited blinding him for a moment and when he looked back Frieza found himself before a raging inferno. The light from the conflagration dispelled the darkness, bathing the Frost Demon in an incandescent radiance that beckoned to him. As he drew closer the numbness that overwhelmed his body was replaced with a blistering heat that urged him forward and into the flames.

She's gone

The words urged the Frost Prince deeper into the flames where they began to envelop him. As he drew deeper into the inferno Frieza glimpsed the core of the conflagration, a seething mass of darkness. The shapeless mass called out to Frieza, beckoning the Frost Prince deeper into the blaze. The inferno and darkness continued to call to him, drawing the Frost Prince deeper, urging him to let go, to let them take control. As Frieza reached out a metaphysical arm towards the shadows he came to an abrupt halt. Turning back Frieza found his arm ensnared by a brilliant azure light that called him away from the darkness, it felt so familiar, promising him something the fire and darkness could never provide him with.

SHE'S GONE!

The mental shout echoed through the Frost Demon's subconscious forcing the azure light away with a blast of crackling energy. For the briefest of moments the light reached out one last time to him, but it was immediately swept away by the fiery torrent. Turning back to the darkness Frieza dove headlong into the seething mass and with it came understanding. The unquenchable firestorm that roared around him was fueled by this darkness. His rage, his undeniable fury was fueled by the seething mass of grief and sorrow that he just threw himself into.

SHE'S GONE… AND THEY WILL ALL PAY!

An earth shattering tremor ripped its way across the battle scarred terrain bringing every Meta-Cold to a lurching halt. Looking around for the source of the disturbance their cybernetic gaze collectively fell upon their youngest son who was still pinned to the ground by no less than six of their other selves. Taking a tentative step forward the lead frost tyrant's artificial eyes narrowed as he approached the pile of bodies. His other cybernetic counterparts were desperately trying to hold Frieza in place as his deep purple aura seeped out of his bruised ivory body.

Looking down at his hand, now soaked in the blood of the Securan, the Meta-Cold grinned sadistically at the trembling form of his youngest heir. "Come now Frieza, don't tell me that actually upset you, that wench outlived her usefulness long ago. Tell you what my boy, join me and I promise to replace her with someone even better, perhaps if we look hard enough we can even find a spare Securan laying around, I doubt I killed them all" the Meta-Cold chuckled.

Gritting his teeth at the obnoxious laughter of the metallic tyrant, Frieza's shaking only grew worse. Feeling his own power rising at an alarmingly exponential rate Frieza allowed himself to be swallowed by the surging energy, giving up control to his most basic instincts. This newfound power didn't come without cost though, as a terrible burning raked its way through his body threatening to overwhelm him. Rather than fight against the searing hot sensation he opened himself to it and let loose a blood churning howl unlike anything those present had ever heard before.

The animalistic wail was the culmination of not only the burning pain sweeping through Frieza's body, but also of the rage and grief that was overcoming all other sense of reason in the Frost Prince. The anger he felt burned brighter than a thousand suns, never before had he felt such hatred, not even towards his nemesis Goku. Grief was not a new sensation for the Frost Demon either, but it was one that he hadn't felt since the day one of his attendants brought with them the news of his mother's untimely death. Not his father, the man who had sworn to be by her side till death do them part, a servant, one that had been ordered to deliver the universe shattering news to him as a boy.

As Frieza's vocal cords stretched themselves to their limit an intense shockwave of pure energy exploded from the Frost Demon's body. So sudden was the blast that the Meta-Colds holding Frieza down were thrown violently from him leaving the Frost Prince free to get back to his trembling feet. The discarded Meta-Colds were slow to get back to their own feet but one had decided it was best to rush Frieza now and end this threat before it got out of hand. Dashing forward the cybernetic Frost Demon charged Frieza from behind looking to take advantage of his son's distraught state.

The Meta-Cold barely made it halfway to his target before a bolt of blinding purple energy arced from the screaming Frost Prince. The bolt of pure energy moved faster than the mechanical tyrant could react and carved a burning trench through the cybernetic facsimile's shining body. Two charred halves of the attacking Meta-Cold crumpled to the ground leaving the others to take a shocked step back.

Throwing his head back Frieza screamed to the heavens, his power still surging higher and higher. Frieza's eyes flashed dangerously becoming twin pools of crimson and his muscles began to bulge threateningly. Dark clouds were rolling in from all directions while the ocean waters began to recede, retreating from the mainland as if terrified at what was coming. The storm clouds blanketed the land around the combatants in darkness blotting out New Namek's suns as they converged on Frieza's position.

"Don't just stand there! Kill him!" The Meta-Cold, whose arm was still drenched in Aayla's blood, snarled waving the rest of his cybernetic brethren forward. Charging in unison the Meta-Colds were brought to a crashing halt by a wall of blistering purple Ki that had now encased Frieza on all sides. Try as they might the Meta-Colds could do little to damage the barrier which held firm even under the strain of the multitude of attackers. Energy blasts only seemed to be absorbed by the swirling maelstrom and anyone foolish enough to actually hit the dome were thrown back by the surging power pouring from the barrier.

From the darkened clouds above the battlefield, a bolt of lightning arced from the sky striking the mass of purple Ki in a blinding flash of light. Acting like a living lightning rod, Frieza became the focal point for the electrical storm now raging above the battlefield with even the smallest bolts being drawn to the solitary Frost Demon. As more and more bolts struck the barrier surrounding Frieza the ground around him became steadily more destabilized. Massive chunks of rocket and dirt were being hurled into the air by the Frost Prince's swelling energy and the ground began to tremble violently as if being rent apart by a powerful earthquake.

"Focus fire now!" One Meta-Cold snarled charging a Full Powered Energy Wave in the palms of his hands. The other cybernetic tyrants around him quickly followed suit, charging their attacks as one. With a conjoined yell the gathered doppelgangers unleashed their unified energy blast towards the still screaming Frost Demon. The blast impacted against the purple barrier in a stunning burst of light but instead of exploding outwards or forcing Frieza back, the energy began to arc around the Frost Prince caught by the gravitational well until it was consumed by the swirling mass of purple Ki.

"That's impossible!" The lead Meta-Cold gasped in utter disbelief, there was no way Frieza was that powerful, not after fighting all day long! As if in response to his father's incredulity Frieza began to rise into the air, lightning still streaking down to meet him. Rising nearly twenty feet into the air Frieza could feel the all-encompassing energy surrounding and surging through him, threatening to overwhelm his senses.

With one final arcing bolt of lightning Frieza's pained scream reached a crescendo before fading away into an uneasy silence. For several tense seconds there was no movement save for the swirling energy around the Frost Prince. Then just as quickly as it had appeared the swirling maelstrom of purple Ki surrounding Frieza vanished, being drawn into the former tyrant leaving those present questioning what would come next.

"Die!" The single word came out as a primal scream as all the stored energy within Frieza's battered body exploded outwards in a cataclysmic explosion of uncontrolled energy. Those Meta-Colds unfortunate enough to be caught in the blast were vaporized almost instantly while those farther away were violently thrown by the sheer force of the pressure wave.

Reappearing in a burst of enhanced speed Cooler materialized in front of Shuyo dropping to one knee in pain, his body still smoking from being so close to the colossal blast. "Idiot!" Cooler hissed in annoyance as he set the two bodies he had been carrying down beside Shuyo. Glancing back to the thick cloud of dirt and smoke kicked up by the explosion Cooler's face soured under his bone mask. Just prior to the colossal blast Cooler had raced forward, temporarily leaving Shuyo alone, to go and retrieve Weiss and Aayla's body. It was good that he did as Frieza's explosion had obliterated the small peninsula they had been battling on and there was no way an unconscious Weiss would have survived the blast.

"Cooler, do you feel that?" The normally stoic monk gasped, whether do to the intense energy being released or his own pain Cooler was left uncertain. But he sure as hell felt his brother's power, it was incredible and Cooler knew for a fact that Frieza had achieved the transformation despite his form still being concealed by the swirling debris.

Glancing down at the battered body of the Securan at his feet Cooler felt a rare sense of pity towards his father. "You've brought this on yourself you old fool" Cooler muttered with a shake of his head.

"Cooler… Something's not right!" Shuyo hissed as he tried to sit himself up. Despite the Frost Demon's insistence, the stoic monk still attempted to move despite his shattered spinal column. Placing a steadying hand on the monk's chest Cooler pressed Shuyo down, doing his best to keep from aggravating the man's injury any more than it already had.

"What's wrong?" Cooler questioned his crimson eyes seemingly boring holes into the monk's very soul.

"Frieza… something about him… his mind… it's… damn it he's not in control!" Shuyo gasped before Cooler pressed a hand over the monk's mouth to silence him, clearly speaking was doing the monk no favours either.

As if in response to the monk's statement an animalistic shout echoed from the debris field catching the remaining combatant's attention. The swirling debris was suddenly blown away in all directions showering the landscape with rock and dirt for miles. Looking upwards to the source of the scream, the collective eyes of all those gathered widened as Frieza descended to the battlefield.

Electricity arced dangerously from Frieza's body as he descended, fueled by the darkened skies above, and carved deep trenches into the already battered landscape. His body had already undergone a significant change, he now stood over a foot taller than before, now on par with his third form's height. His once slim figure had now been replaced with one of pure chiseled muscle, sporting a six pack that would make even the most seasoned fighter envious.

His pure crimson eyes swept across the battlefield taking in carnage with an unnerving silence. No one dared make a move until one foolish Meta-Cold took a tentative step forward. In response to the miniscule movement Frieza let loose an animalistic shout and pressure wave that drove those around him back with the sheer strength behind it. As Frieza roared at the top of his lungs his body quickly began shifting before the assembled force's very eyes. His bio-armour around his arms expanded outwards and formed a vicious looking spike reaching to his elbow. The bio-gems on his shoulders thickened forming a pair of armour-like pauldrons. Along his back a pair of spikes jutted out of the Frost Demon's back, each almost a foot and half long and with a slight curve downwards. Finally with one last snarl a bone mask, similar to Cooler's own, slid over Frieza's mouth deepening the enraged Frost Demon's rabid snarl.

As the assembled force of Meta-Colds picked themselves off the ground, Cooler looked on in utter disbelief. The power his brother was giving off was nothing short of astonishing. The elder of the brothers knew from personal experience that the first transformation was always the most potent but the power his brother was releasing was completely unexpected. Sparing a quick glance to Shuyo, Cooler saw the same look of disbelief at what he was sensing from Frieza. Typical, Frieza always did have the edge in the genetic lottery, I really shouldn't be surprised, Cooler's semi-bitter thoughts didn't last long though as the he watched the Meta-Colds charge Frieza in unison.

As the oncoming Meta-Colds closed in on Frieza, the newly transformed Frost Prince let loose an enraged snarl and vanished in a burst of super speed. Caught off guard by the sudden disappearance the Meta-Colds came to a halt raising their guards for the coming counter attack. Appearing just behind one of the lead Meta-Colds, Frieza lashed out with a vicious haymaker slamming the metal tyrant to the ground and leaving a massive dent in his otherwise pristine chassis. Face contorted in utter rage Frieza reached down securing the cybernetic demon by his tail and throat and with an angered snarl tore the Meta-Cold in two.

Only now realising one of their own had been bifurcated the Meta-Colds converged encircling the transformed Frost Prince. Charging in unison the Meta-Colds looked to overwhelm Frieza with their sheer numbers alone. Frieza however was far faster than they had expected, leaping into the air the Frost Prince hurled the upper torso of the dismembered Meta-Cold into the group slamming it into several unprepared mechanical foes. Charging back down with the bottom half of the Meta-Cold still in hand Frieza slammed the body part down knocking several Meta-Colds aside with the force of the impact alone. Spinning around Frieza lashed out with the bottom half using it as a makeshift club and beating back any Meta-Cold that got to close.

"Back away and fire on him!" One Meta-Cold shouted to the others who responded immediately. Leaping back to gain some distance from their rampaging son, the Meta-Colds unleashed a barrage of Tyrant Death Beams and other various energy blasts. Frieza's rampaging form vanished in the colossal explosion kicked up by the wall of energy blasts and for a moment the Meta-Colds thought they may have actually subdued their furious son.

Nothing could be farther from the truth however, as Frieza charged through the explosion, purple Ki swirling around him in a violent maelstrom. Closing in faster than the cybernetic demons could react to, Frieza unleashed a devastating Ki blast of his own from his left hand while his right grabbed a Meta-Cold by the face. The Ki blast raced towards the metal horde who only barely managed to evade the attack, the explosion generated by the blast was still powerful enough to obliterate most of an island in the distance.

Focusing on the Meta-Cold in his grasp, Frieza began squeezing down on the metallic facsimile's head watching with detached pleasure as the Meta-Cold's cranium began to buckle under the strain. Lashing out desperately the Meta-Cold landed a solid punch to the side of his son's head, but much to the metal tyrant's dismay it barely seemed to register with the Frost Prince who only increased the pressure on his head as a result. The sound of rending metal echoed across the battlefield as Frieza crushed the Meta-Cold's head in the palm of his hand. Slamming his fist into the metallic tyrant's gut he pulled back with his right hand tearing what remained of the Meta-Cold's head and most of his cybernetic spinal column from his body.

Discarding the tattered remains Frieza turned to face the stunned collection of Meta-Colds. The silence that followed was nothing short of unsettling even to Cooler who stood guard off to the side. Frieza was not one to stay quiet during a fight, certainly not in one as one sided as this one appeared to be. "Frieza should be laughing, taunting them into attacking him, we shouldn't be able to shut him up but he hasn't said a damn word since he transformed" Cooler muttered keeping his eye locked on his brother.

"I told you Cooler… he's …" Shuyo's pained explanation was cut off by a savage scream that echoed across the battlefield. Frieza lunged forward buckling the ground at his feet as he raced to engage the Meta-Colds who had been trying to regroup. "… Not in control anymore" Shuyo mumbled wincing at the seething hate emanating from the Frost Demon.

Shouting like a man possessed Frieza sprinted towards the gathered horde, each footstep buckling the ground with the overwhelming force the Frost Prince was unleashing. Attacking with a fury few could match Frieza tore into the cybernetic legion with reckless abandon. While the Meta-Colds originally could rely on their superior numbers and regenerative capabilities to defeat any adversary they were now left in a predicament they had not foreseen. With their regeneration stripped away by Nadan and their numbers dwindling by the minute the Meta-Colds were now faced with the very real possibility of defeat.

Meta-Colds lunged forward to engage the raging Frost Prince while others pulled back to lend long range fire to try and suppress Frieza's movements. Their splinter attack would have been effective in most other scenarios but Frieza was having none of it. Frieza dove headfirst into the ensuing melee shouting all the while. Slamming a Meta-Cold to the ground with a vicious axe handle he then lashed out with his muscular tail forcing a trio of Meta-Colds back. While his back was turned one Meta-Cold snuck in a surprise punch that caught Frieza just under the jaw. Spinning around Frieza countered the attack with a grizzly push kick that caved in the cybernetic demon's chest as if it were made of cardboard. Any time a Meta-Cold got to close to him Frieza would rebuke their advance with a violent counter that left the cybernetic attacker struggling to right themselves.

The long range forces of The Big Gete Star fared no better, trying to pin down their wayward son with energy blasts was proving to be a herculean task. His enhanced speed and erratic movement made connecting with a blast damn near impossible. Even when they did manage to land a lucky shot Frieza merely shrugged off the blow or in some cases acted as if he didn't even feel it, in his current state it was a very real possibility.

Gritting his metal teeth at the deteriorating situation displayed before him the lead Meta-Cold, whose hand was still soaked in Aayla's blood, called for their long range forces to regroup. "Listen up!" The Meta-Cold snarled ensuring their short range communications were still functioning, he thanked The Big Gete Star that they were. "We're going to put Frieza down with one attack! But we will need you to hold him in one place so we can prepare the attack so get to it!" The lead Meta-Cold's announcement was met with immediate agreement as the dwindling forces of Meta-Colds lunged at Frieza.

Raising his finger into the air the Meta-Cold began channeling energy at the tip into a glowing silver ball of pure energy. Without saying a word the other Meta-Colds around him began placing their hands on the lead's chassis. One by one the metal clones fell away, the lights leaving their eyes as the orb of crackling energy expanded exponentially. The needs of The Big Gete Star outweigh the needs of the many, the lead Meta-Cold thought, keeping his focus trained on the swelling energy at the tip of his finger.

Glancing down at the ensuing melee, the cybernetic tyrant's artificial lips pulled back in distaste as Frieza tore a devastating path through his forces. Gone was Frieza's elegant and almost laid back fighting style that focused on devastating precision. The Frost Prince before him now fought like a wild animal attacking anything that got within arm's reach viciously. Hold him you fools! The lead Meta-Cold snarled over their short wave communications.

While Frieza dispatched a pair of Meta-Colds with a thunderous kick followed by an intense Ki blast, one managed to close in from behind snaking his arms underneath Frieza's own. Securing the full nelson hold by impaling himself on Frieza's newly formed back spikes, the cybernetic tyrant chuckled sickeningly as he watched his enraged son snarl like a trapped beast. Two more Meta-Colds quickly secured an arm each, pulling Frieza's arms to either side the Meta-Colds were doing their best to hold their son in place buying the lead Meta-Cold the time he required to unleash the full power of his Tyrant's Supernova.

Not giving them the chance Frieza brought his arms together with a grunt of exertion slamming the pair of cybernetic demons against one another with a shrill crash of metal on metal. Before either could right themselves Frieza's eyes flashed dangerously and unleashed a blinding eye blast that engulfed the pair of stunned clones. As the violent purple eye beams faded away all that remained of the two combatants was a few charred cinders that were quickly blown away by the ever increasing storm raging across the battlefield.

Quickly shifting his attention from the now vaporized foes to the one clinging desperately to his back Frieza snaked his muscular tail around one of the Meta-Cold's ankles and with a powerful tug ripped the appendage completely from the cybernetic clone's body. Ignoring the missing limb the Meta-Cold held on tighter, waiting for the lead Meta-Cold to finalise the attack, he just needed to hold out for another few moments.

But a few moments was not what the raging demon planned to allow him. With another animalistic shout Frieza dropped from the sky at a blinding speed, leaning backwards so that his back was parallel to the ground Frieza slammed into the dirt with a meteoric crash leaving an absurdly large crater with himself and the shattered remains of the Meta-Cold at the center. Wrenching the remains of the Meta-Cold from his back with his tail Frieza snarled angrily stomping his foot down over and over as he looked to pummel whatever was left of the metallic tyrant that had tried to restrain him.

"Look out idiot!" A familiar shout echoed across the landscape that caught Frieza's attention, his rage addled mind barely registering it as his brother's. Suddenly Frieza's instincts were set on high alert as a blinding light illuminated the storm choked sky. Snapping his attention upwards Frieza growled at the colossal sphere of energy fast approaching. Without missing a beat Frieza charged straight at the planet bursting attack scattering the Meta-Colds that had come to secure him while the attack approached.

"No you idiot don't fly right at it!" Cooler shouted at the reckless Frost Prince as he raced towards the world ending attack. Frieza's deep purple Ki swirled around him as he closed in on the Tyrant's Supernova transforming him into an impossibly fast comet as he slammed into the oncoming attack. For a few seconds neither Frieza nor the attack would budge an inch both trying to overwhelm the other through sheer tenacity. With a vicious shout Frieza forced even more power into his charge and slowly began gaining ground on the attack pushing it back to its sender.

"Oh I don't think so!" The Meta-Cold exclaimed firing a Death Beam into the center of the Supernova. On Earth he had been defeated by his own attack being pushed back into him, he had no intention of repeating the process on this backwater mud ball they called a planet. The silvery Death Beam pierced the Supernova and in the blink of an eye the sphere transformed from blinding silver to fiery orange and exploded with an ungodly amount of force, all centered on the Frost Prince who had been shoving it back.

"Shit!" Cooler hissed as he tried to locate his brother's Ki signature. With all the energy being thrown around it was proving to be far more difficult than he would have liked.

"He's still up there" Shuyo muttered from beside Weiss' unconscious form. When noticing Cooler's uncertain expression he gave a soft tilt of his head upwards to confirm with the older Frost Prince. "I can still feel his emotions he's up there and…" Shuyo was once more cut off by terrible cry of hatred. "He's pissed as hell…" Shuyo grimaced, being mentally assaulted by the toxic emotions flowing from Frieza.

Exploding out of the smoke and debris Frieza tore through the sky, his unwavering gaze locked on the Meta-Cold that had attacked him, the one that had taken her, the one that still had her blood caking his arm. Caught off guard by the savage look in his son's eyes the lead Meta-Cold tried to prepare another attack only to get cut off with a vicious head-butt that smashed the tyrant's artificial nose to pieces. Stunned by the surprise attack the Meta-Cold couldn't react in time to avoid Frieza's grasp. The enraged Frost Prince's hand struck out grabbing the Meta-Cold by the throat.

"How?" The Meta-Cold managed to gasp despite the death grip. That attack should have had enough power to destroy a planet over thirty times over and Frieza just flew right through it! Not that Frieza had emerged unscathed, his otherwise flawless white skin was singed and burned from the heat of the blast and he now sported a fine layer of dirt, sweat and grime from the battle. However those were all superficial wounds, for the most part Frieza looked no worse for wear despite the horrendous amounts of damage he had been taking all day.

Increasing the pressure on his captured prey's neck Frieza could feel the metal buckling under the intense strain. Swinging in desperation the Meta-Cold threw a quick right hook with his blood soaked hand to try and pry Frieza's hand from his throat. The cybernetic tyrant's hand only made it halfway before it was caught by his son's muscular tail. Staring at the bloodied appendage in his tail's grasp for what felt like an eternity Frieza's face suddenly contorted in fury and with a savage yell Frieza pulled his tail back.

The bloodied appendage was ripped from the Meta-Cold's torso with the sickening sound of shredding metal. Shouting in surprise the Meta-Cold was quickly silenced with another vicious head-butt, this one caving in most of the tyrant's metal skull. Frieza followed the blow by hurling the Meta-Cold into the air and unleashing a Death Beam Barrage at the falling target. Lacking his normal levels of self-control many of the Death Beams went wide missing their mark but the sheer volume of Ki beams made up for any inadequacies in accuracy. The veritable storm of Death Beams shredded much of what was left of the cybernetic frost demon.

Frieza's rage fueled gaze tracked his fallen prey until its tattered remains crashed into the dirt. Breathing heavily, not from exertion but from the overwhelming emotions swirling within him, Frieza slowly lifted a single finger into the air. In the blink of an eye an immense ball of crackling purple Ki formed at the tip of the Frost Prince's finger. With another animalistic yell Frieza hurled the crackling Death Ball straight down, a savage glint in his eyes as the planet bursting attack raced down.

"Cooler!" Shuyo gasped in shock, feeling the intensity of this latest attack.

"I know I know, I'm on it!" Cooler gritted his teeth as he took off from the ground kicking up dirt and debris with the force of his take off. That damn idiot's going to get us all killed at this rate! Cooler cursed as he aligned his flight path to intercept the incoming planet buster. Out of the corner of his eye the elder Frost Prince could just make out the approaching silver forms of several Meta-Colds and prepped himself for whatever they had planned.

But much to the Frost Demon's surprise the Meta-Colds simply formed up alongside their eldest son racing straight towards the impending Death Ball. Without saying a word to the others, simply exchanging a quick head tilt, the gathered Frost Demons, both real and artificial, collided with the impending Death Ball in a brilliant flash of colliding Ki. Several Meta-Colds were swallowed by the blast almost immediately, vanishing in the crackling energy with a startled gasp at the raw power being released. The rest closed ranks using their superior numbers to focus their defences so as to hold back the attack. Cooler himself pressed against the planet bursting attack using his own rage fueled strength to combat that of his brother's. However much too Cooler's dismay he found that he was still being driven back by the cataclysmic attack.

Sparing a glance at his temporary cybernetic allies Cooler felt a twinge of annoyance at how they were still being forced back. Over ten of us repelling this damn thing and we're still being driven back! Cooler hissed at the thought of his own brother overwhelming him so easily with a single attack. There was a sudden lurch as four of the Meta-Colds' bodies gave out on them, being swallowed by the Death Ball and allowing it to press forward several feet forcing Cooler to grit his teeth under his bone mask.

"Father! Get your asses over here now!" Cooler shouted over the deafening roar of the Death Ball. Two birds with one stone, Cooler chuckled darkly as fresh Meta-Colds cycled in to relieve the strain on the others. "Have to work fast" Cooler muttered as he broke away from the sphere of deadly Ki. Planting his feet firmly on the blackened ground Cooler lifted his own finger into the air, at its tip formed an enormous sphere of brilliant orange Ki that quickly surpassed Frieza's own attack in size. Grunting in exertion Cooler hurled his Supernova upwards, straight towards the Death Ball and assembled Meta-Colds still trying to hold it back.

Cooler watched with grim satisfaction as his own attack collided with Frieza's incinerating the Meta-Colds caught in the middle. It's not like I wasn't going to destroy them anyways, Cooler chuckled as the two spheres of pure destructive energy fought against one another. To Cooler's chagrin his own attack was steadily losing ground to Frieza's own more potent sphere. "Always have to one up me, don't you, you little shit?" Cooler scoffed leveling his hand with the battling planet busters. Channelling a quick Death Flash Cooler fired it into his own Supernova watching with satisfaction as the attack changed from brilliant orange to deep scarlet.

The look of satisfaction didn't last long though as Cooler realised just how much power was about to be unleashed by the conjoined blasts. "Oh shi-" Cooler was cut short by the Supernova's violent detonation, the blast caused a sudden chain reaction and forced the Death Ball to self-destruct along with it with world shattering force. Cooler had to cover his own eyes as the intense flash threatened to blind him leaving him unprepared for the overwhelming pressure wave that blasted him backwards. As he was propelled through the air by the conjoined blasts Cooler could vaguely feel the hellish surge of heat generated by the attacks. In hindsight maybe I could have planned that better, Cooler thought before being slammed into a plateau that crumbled under the eldest Frost Prince's impact.

Even buried underneath mounds of ruble Cooler could still make out the vague muffled sounds of battle and raging storm that only seemed to be getting worse by the minute. Thrusting a worn fist upwards Cooler smashed his way out of the rocky debris taking a moment to look around at the carnage that his attempt to save Namek had wrought. Almost a mile away was an enormous chasm that was no doubt generated from the explosion. The black pit stretched for as far as the eye could see and as Cooler urged his tired body into the air his eyes widened at just how massive it actually was. Cooler may not have had quite the same planetary kill count as his brother but one glance told him that New Namek was about to be added to both of their respective lists.

Detonating the blasts so close to the planet's surface had been a colossal mistake. The newly formed chasm stretched down for miles, whatever bits of Namek's crust that weren't obliterated in the blast had been hurled into the blackened sky, thickening the already turbulent storm clouds. Looking straight down into the abyss Cooler could see a faint red glow emanating from the blackness that made the Frost Demon utter a series of colourful curses he had picked up over the years. "Blasted all the way down into the mantle" Cooler groaned to himself. Their mission was to win the Namekian's trust so they could use the Dragon Balls and they just went ahead and blew up their planet… again!

Taking note of the Meta-Colds still battling Frieza, Cooler took off in the opposite direction to locate Shuyo and the others. None of them were in any condition to continue fighting much less when the planet could collapse on itself at any moment. "Why must you make everything so god damn difficult brother" Cooler cursed as he raced across the darkening landscape.


"Nadan what the hell's going on?!" Tukkan shouted as he picked himself off the ground. The Konatsian chef, along with everyone else aboard The Nemesis, had been hurled off their feet when the intense pressure wave threatened to blow away the warship. Lucky Nadan's sensors had picked up on the incoming blast which triggered the gravity tethers securing the ship as the force of the blast slammed against the shields.

The Malakan scientist ignored his friend as he brought himself back to his feet. I don't even show up to the fights and I'm still in pain, Nadan grumbled as he staggered towards the ships sensor's all of which were flashing warnings and alerts. Ignoring the pained groans of the Namekians around him Nadan's eyes widened as he poured over more and more information. "No… No, no, no, no, no ARGH! It's always something!" Nadan exclaimed slamming his fist down on a console breaking the glass of one of the screens in the process.

Feeling a reassuring hand grasp his left shoulder Nadan looked back to see a concerned Moori glancing from him to the still flashing, red screens. Taking a calming breath that did little more than waste a few precious seconds Nadan locked eyes with Moori before explaining to him and the rest of those gathered on the bridge the dire situation.

"Whatever that blast was it appears to have taken a fairly large chunk of Namek's crust along with it. The force of the blast mixed with the sudden change in planetary mass, along with all the energy being thrown around has destabilized the planet's magnetic field… which is degrading as we speak" the looks of worry on the gathered Namekians' faces only grew as Nadan pressed on but they had a right to know, it was their planet after all. "Seismic readings planet wide are a nightmare, displaying increasing levels of instability, planetary rotation has been slowed by point eight percent and to top it all off it appears as if the force of the blast has knocked Namek from its gravitational axis" Nadan concluded watching grimly as the realisation began to dawn on those gathered around him.

The bridge was absolutely silent as the people of Namek took in the Malakan's grim tidings until a hellacious laugh from the back of the bridge caught everyone's attention. All eyes turned to Tukkan as he doubled over in fits of giggles though there was none of the usual mirth in the dynamic chef's eyes. "So… so you're telling me Frieza just went ahead and screwed this planet… again?" Tukkan asked in between breaths as he tried and failed to compose himself.

"It appears that way" Nadan responded stiffly glaring daggers at the chef for the slight against their lord.

"Fantastic! I think we were better off with the robots before you guys showed up!" One Namekian yelled angrily getting several nods of agreement from his brothers around him. Frowning Moori turned to face the young man who had spoken out against the scientist. However before the Namekian elder could speak to the man another of his brothers spoke up getting everyone's attention again.

"How much do you want to bet that they've been planning this from the beginning to get us and the Dragon Balls all in one go?" The skinnier Namekian asked getting several nods from those around him. "Those robots are supposed to be Frieza's father right? So you've just been playing us this whole time!" The man accused his face contorting into one of pure rage.

Before Moori could move to pacify the growing mob of misplaced rage he felt something bump into his leg and just barely saw the sweep of a white lab coat as Nadan marched towards the outspoken Namekian who didn't notice his approach until the short scientist was right in front of him. With surprising agility for one who was admittedly not the most physically active, Nadan leapt upwards grabbing the young Namek by the scarf and dragged him to the ground to face the scientist face to face.

"Listen here you little shit, we've done nothing but try and save your ungrateful ass since we got here!" Nadan hissed tightening his grip on the shocked man's collar. "Some of my closest friends are dead now because of those bastards and you dare accuse us of cavorting with them!?" Nadan's piercing gaze looked as though it was staring straight into the young Namek's soul. "I saved your people from being turned into green paste to fuel that damn station and you think it's all part of some master scheme?! Get. The. Hell. Off. My. Bridge!" Nadan punctuated each word with a violent shake before throwing the Namekian down with astonishing force that surprised even Tukkan who had been watching the entire altercation with bated breath.

Not waiting to watch the young man leave the bridge Nadan turned his attention back to the planet's readings which only seemed to grow worse by the second. The bridge had fallen into an uneasy silence at the Malakan's outburst even those who looked so vehemently against Frieza and his crew's assistance were quiet, allowing the scientist to work in relative peace until a familiar presence landed deftly beside him. Barely registering the golden plumage until it was pressing against his face Nadan cocked a surprised eyebrow at the level of affection Yang was showing him, the golden bird usually only reserved such displays for Weiss.

"I know, I'm worried about them to" Nadan sighed running his hand along the large bird's back. The peaceful moment didn't last long as a thunderous tremor rocked The Nemesis setting off a series of fresh alerts, most of which were geological. "Damn it!" Nadan cursed as more information poured in. There was nothing he could do to stop what was happening to the planet he could just watch as New Namek slowly tore itself apart.

"Hey man" an uncharacteristically solemn Tukkan muttered taking a spot on the scientist's left.

Breaking his gaze away from the various screens Nadan looked up to the Konatsian chef with an equally stark expression. "Sorry for snapping earlier" Nadan replied tapping his finger against the console knowing every second that passed was one closer to Namek's inevitable destruction.

"Hey it's cool man I get it, there anything you need me to take care of for you, anyway we can fix this?" Tukkan asked leaning forward so his head was leveled with the scientist's.

"No, the planet's days… hours are numbered" Nadan sighed staring blankly at the seismic readings. "We've already gathered as many of the captured Namekians as we could save so everyone's… safe… damn it I've been so stupid!" Nadan cursed angrily turning his full attention back to Tukkan a look of genuine worry in his dark brown eyes. "We need to evacuate the planet immediately but Shuyo and the others are still on the battlefield they need to get back to the ship!" Nadan stated going over the ship's scanners.

"I can take care of that" Tukkan assured placing a bracing hand on his friends shoulder. "I'll need some help though…" Tukkan muttered softly, even from this range he could feel that neither Shuyo nor Weiss were capable of moving and Tyr and Aayla… well Tukkan only had so many arms he couldn't carry everyone.

"I can help" a familiar voice said from behind the pair. Turning in unison both Nadan and Tukkan were faced with the outspoken Namekian youth who had originally been so against his people even boarding the Nemesis. The boy's arms were crossed stiffly over his chest and he certainly looked uncertain but he didn't change his mind as Tukkan gave a swift nod of approval.

"You're hired kid, c'mon" Tukkan chuckled as he broke into a sprint down the corridors towards the exit with the Namekian youth hot on his tail. "So what's your name?" Tukkan asked rounding a corner and passing by the dining area where several Namekian's were in a deep conversation.

"Mollus" the youth replied curtly making sure to stay close to the chef.

"Hey yeah, Nad told me a bit about you, said you were being 'troublesome' and didn't trust us" Tukkan chuckled softly. Hanging his head down Mollus muttered something that the chef couldn't quite make out especially not while they were making their way through The Nemesis' corridors. "Sorry what was that?" Tukkan asked uncertain of what the Namekian youth had said.

"I said I'm sorry" the kid blurted out earning a frown from the confused chef as they entered the hangar bay.

"Sorry for what?" Tukkan asked unsure of what the Namekian could be apologizing for.

"I was one of the first to deride the idea of joining forces with you and your crew, I feel as if most of the distrust right now is because of what I said earlier to your friend" Mollus replied lowly, sidling up beside Tukkan as they made their way to the door controls.

"Hey don't sweat it Mollus. Can I call you Molly? Yeah I'll just call you Molly" Tukkan grinned as he approached the exit ramp.

"I would prefer it if you didn't" Mollus bristled at the indignant nickname.

"Don't worry Molly I have nicknames for everyone, well sort of, called Frieza Freezy-Pop once… he didn't appreciate it" Tukkan chuckled as he unlocked the hatch to the outside. Out of the corner of his eye Tukkan could see some of the tension in the kid's shoulders dissipate. Dad always said open with a joke, man may have been a bit of a drunk but damn he gave some good advice. Tukkan grinned as he input his commands to open the hangar door.

"Still some of your crew have died and we never asked you to help us but you did anyway… I feel like some of the things we said back there… what I said were callous" Mollus admitted with a shake of his head.

"Again don't sweat it pal, we all knew what we were singing up for when we joined up with Frieza, it's just part of the job" Tukkan replied giving the glum Namekian a playful shove. Before Mollus could reply however a sudden screech echoed in the confined space of the hangar as Yang flew around the corner taking a position next to Tukkan who looked back quizzically. Nearly deafened by the large bird's cry Mollus cursed grabbing his sensitive ears as the intense ringing subsided slowly.

"Sorry about that pal" Tukkan apologized to Mollus before turning his attention to the majestic bird at his side. "Now what are you doing here?" Tukkan asked as if expecting the bird to answer back. While Yang lacked the vocal cords to respond traditionally she was able to get her point across pretty easily with a swift poke of her beak before turning her attention to the now open hatch to the outside. "You're coming with us?" Tukkan questioned with a small smile that Yang answered immediately with a shrill caw and a flap of her wings.

"Well alright let's head ouuuuuu shit!" Tukkan cursed at the hellscape outside The Nemesis. The clouds in the sky were black as midnight, darkened from the smoke and debris thrown into the atmosphere from the battle still being waged only a few miles away. Bolts of brilliant lightning arced down from above gouging ugly trenches into the scenic Namekian landscape. Massive chunks of earth shattered under the intense strain the planet was going through while islands were simply swallowed by the torrential oceans.

"We need to pick up the pace, Yang hop on" Tukkan gestured to his back hoping the bird would understand. Instead though the golden bird reared her angled head back letting loose a fierce hunting cry before taking to the air with a powerful flap of her expansive wingspan. After two flaps a golden aura surrounded the bird as she took off at a blistering speed that left the chef and Namekian youth baffled.

"I can't believe it, I eat one of those damn fruits and all I get is a slight power boost and an ass kicking, she eats one and suddenly she's the most powerful bird in the damn universe!" Tukkan laughed as he took off after Yang with Mollus hot on his tail. Noticing the confused look on the young Namek's face Tukkan just shook his head and waved away the look. "I'll tell you later, crazy story though!" Tukkan shouted over the roar of the ever increasing wind as the pair raced to catch up with the streak of gold that Yang had become in the distance.

Back on the bridge Nadan watched the trio depart with a lump in his throat. Even if they succeeded in their mission all they were doing was bringing back two critically injured friends and two corpses, that is if they managed to survive the endeavour at all. Ever since the last of his probes was destroyed Nadan had been left to rely on the ship's less precise energy scanners and the vague Ki signatures that Tukkan and the other Namekians had been able to sense. That was the only reason they knew that Tyr and Aayla had perished, it was the only reason they knew that it had been Frieza and Cooler's combined power that had damaged Namek so severely and it was what left Nadan feeling so helpless now.

With The Big Gete Star all but disabled and the surviving Meta-Colds out of his technological reach there was little Nadan could do other than sit and wait for the others. The feeling of uselessness was not one he relished and coupled with not knowing what was actually happening outside only made the experience worse for the scientific prodigy.

"They'll be fine my friend" Moori chuckled taking a seat beside Nadan, sitting for the first time since arriving on The Nemesis. Nadan may have only known the Namekian Elder for little over a few hours now but he felt like he understood what the man was all about. He exuded a confidence that bolstered his people's own confidence in him, leading them with sage words of advice and comforting them with his boundless kindness. A true leader of his people, fundamentally different from Lord Frieza, but with more than a few similarities, Nadan nodded at his own assessment of the kindly Elder. Both he and Frieza were great leaders they just had different ways of going about leading.

"For what it's worth, I am terribly sorry for what's happened" Nadan sighed rubbing his temples gingerly, today had been incredibly trying up to this point and it didn't seem to be slowing down any time soon.

"Do not fret, my friend" Moori placated the on edge scientist placing a bracing hand on the smaller man's shoulder. "There was no way for you to foresee these turn of events" Moori stated resting his head back and letting his wrinkled antenna drupe ever so slightly, clearly today's events had been incredibly trying on him as well. After several moments of easy silence Moori let out a small sigh before straightening back up, enjoying the few brief moments of relaxation he afforded himself. "How much longer does our planet have left?" Moori asked trying to make sense of the streams of information still flowing across Nadan's computers.

Sitting himself up, Nadan looked over the streaming information with a small frown. There was plenty of information, mountains of it but not one bit of it could give Nadan a concrete answer to the Elder's simple question. After a minute of trying to narrow his answer down as best he could the scientist turned to face Moori with a scowl. "I don't know… It could be in five minutes, it could be in five days. There are so many unknown factors and variables that it would be impossible to say for sure. It depends on how tough Namek is, how much longer Lord Frieza's fight will drag on, if they detonate another blast against the surface like the last one" Nadan's shoulders sagged knowing that there was no way he could accurately inform his newfound friend about his own planet's imminent demise.

Another long pause stretched out between the pair as the violent storm raged outside the viewport and the faint sounds of battle could be heard even through the thick metal of The Nemesis' hull. If only I had something I could do right now, all of this waiting is going to drive me insane. I just wish… wish… WISH! Nadan immediately jumped from his chair his mind whirling at how obvious the solution to their dilemma was. "Moori, we need to gather the Dragon Balls."


"You've looked better" Shuyo chuckled as Cooler touched down beside him, sinking to one knee from the soreness running through his muscles.

"Hilarious, how's the spine?" Cooler huffed at the stoic monk's humour.

"Can't quite feel it to be honest" Shuyo laughed at the disgruntled Frost Demon. Adopting a more serious expression Shuyo craned his neck upwards to see the ongoing battle between Frieza and the Meta-Colds. "How's that going?" Shuyo asked with a tilt of his head.

"I'd say they're wearing him down but none of their engagements last more than a few blows" Cooler muttered double checking on the still unconscious Weiss. "They exchange a few punches and Frieza smashes or blasts them to pieces not much else to say really" Cooler shrugged rubbing his shoulder.

"Which is why I suggest a new course of action" a familiar voice echoed from behind the Frost Demon. Spinning around with a Ki blast at the ready Cooler was now face to face with another of his father's blasted doppelgangers. Raising his hands into the air in a show of surrender the Meta-Cold knew it had to work fast before his son did anything drastic.

"What do you want?" Cooler spat leveling the energy blast for when the cybernetic demon said something he didn't particularly like.

"As it stands Frieza is going to destroy everything around him in his current state" the Meta-Cold stated placing his arms behind his back and tilting his head back ever so slightly. "He's already done irreversible damage to this planet, attacked you and has been unresponsive to any and all forms of communication. It's clear that there is no getting through to him the way he is" the Meta-Cold stated sparing a glance upwards to see Frieza decimate several Meta-Colds with a massive blast of Ki.

"Get to the point" Cooler snapped keeping his own Ki blast trained on the metallic tyrant. He already knew where his father was going with this but he needed to hear the tyrant say it.

"I propose a temporary truce" the Meta-Cold finished simply holding out a single hand for Cooler to take. "After all the enemy of my enemy is my friend" the cybernetic demon said with a small smirk.

"One problem with that statement, Frieza is not my enemy only you are… but I will need help subduing him" Cooler sighed dissipating the Ki blast in his hand and taking his father's own in a shake forming their, extremely, temporary truce. "I can only hope you have some way to turn this fight around, as it stands your little army's looking a little sparse" Cooler chuckled at the scowl on the cybernetic demon's face.

"The Big Gete Star has seen fit to allow us to transfer our power to other platforms, there are now ten full powered units ready to combat Frieza when you're ready to join us" the Meta-Cold responded coolly, lacking the condescending tone the Frost Prince knew so well.

"Referring to yourselves as units now? Or has The Big Gete Star finally given up trying to convince us that you still have free will?" Cooler chuckled, taking note of the blank look on his father's facsimile's face.

"We-"

"Incoming!" The shout of warning coming from the distance caught the conversing pair off guard as a golden streak of light raced past the two. Yang now stood tall over the unconscious body of Weiss glaring daggers at the Meta-Cold at Cooler's side, her feathers raised like the hackles of a dog. The golden bird let loose a piercing shriek causing Cooler to wince from the shrillness of the cry.

"Easy girl no need to deafen us" Tukkan called out touching down with a young Namekian right behind him. The pair of new arrivals came to a sudden halt upon seeing the stationary Meta-Cold facing them with cold indifference. "Hey Cooler, what's with the shiny?" Tukkan asked placing himself in between the cybernetic demon and Mollus.

"A temporary truce, a very temporary one until we can get Frieza under control" Cooler replied glancing back up to the raging battle just in the distance that was slowly getting closer and closer to them. Cooler didn't even bother questioning what the three of them were doing here, there was far more pressing concerns to address at the moment. Turning to look at the Meta-Cold Cooler asked the question that had been nagging at him for since this whole debacle began. "Just how many of you are there" Cooler questioned crossing his arms as Tukkan and Mollus moved towards the injured.

"Not counting this unit and the nine on standby… then just those currently engaging your brother" the Meta-Cold responded slowly double checking to make sure no other units were unaccounted for.

"I see" was Cooler's only response. I doubt even half of them will survive this… perfect, less work for me later on, Cooler thought smugly. Frieza's little temper tantrum may just have been what they needed to weed out the last of the cybernetic demons.

"Holy crap we are never getting invited back here are we?" Tukkan laughed looking at steadily worsening Namekian landscape.

"If the planet explodes while you're busy sightseeing you won't be getting invited anywhere" Mollus cut in nudging the chef from his reverie.

"What!?" Neither the chef nor the Namekian had expected such a harsh response to the comment let alone coming from both Cooler and the Meta-Cold at his side.

"What you didn't know?" Tukkan asked earning him a deadly glare from the Frost Prince. "Woah ok no need to get hostile, yeah Nadan says the planet's a goner it's just a matter of time" Tukkan answered quickly shoving his hands into his pockets as he sidled away from the disgruntled Frost Demon.

"How much time?" The Meta-Cold pressed taking a step forward and earning a cry of warning from the golden bird situated over Weiss, one that he easily ignored.

"No clue, Nadan says it could happen any time now and it's only going to get worse the longer your fight drags on" Tukkan replied just as a colossal crash in the distance echoed to their position. Frieza had smashed the last Meta-Cold he was dealing with into the ground with a vicious axe handle strike sending the ruined metal frame into the ground which exploded upwards in a fiery plume of molten rock. "Yeah that couldn't have helped" Tukkan sighed as he made his way over to Shuyo who was fading in and out of consciousness from the pain raking through the parts of his body he could actually feel.

"How's it going Big Green?" Tukkan chuckled kneeling beside the stoic monk and pressing a hand on the man's sweat covered brow.

"I'd say I've felt worse but… I don't think I have" Shuyo laughed softly much to the chef's surprise.

"Holy crap! Did they beat a sense of humour into you?" Tukkan laughed along with the monk before being cut off by an enraged roar in the distance.

"Tukkan!" Cooler shouted getting the chef's immediate attention. "You're here to evacuate them right?" Cooler asked getting a swift nod from the chef. "Then move your ass, load them up and tell Nadan to get off world immediately, I don't want our ship anywhere near this place when it explodes" Cooler finished giving his orders and turned to face the incoming threat of his brother. Frieza wasn't racing towards him like he thought he would, instead the transformed Frost Prince was slowly drifting closer and closer to their position, like a predator studying its latest prey.

"Right ok so how do you want to do this?" Tukkan asked Shuyo bending down to one knee to get in a better position to lift the incapacitated monk.

"Just lift me up, I can't feel anything below the small of my back anyways" Shuyo grunted as the chef complied with his request. Sliding his arms underneath the monk's muscular form Tukkan lifted the man into his arms in a bridal carry. "My hero" Shuyo grunted with a small smirk that almost made the chef drop him in shock.

"Seriously man you got to stop that you're kinda scaring me, I'm supposed to be the funny one remember?" Tukkan laughed straightening himself up.

The light hearted moment didn't last long though as nine more Meta-Colds dropped from the sky in unison landing with mechanical precision that only they could replicate. Tensing up at these fresh arrivals Tukkan looked them over until his eyes fell on one standing off to the right, unlike the others this one carried something under his arm. A closer look at what was situated in the cybernetic demon's grasp contorted the chef's face into one of pure outrage.

"I believe this thing belongs to you?" The Meta-Cold holding Tyr's broken and battered body drawled as he tossed him towards the group. Mollus was the first to react and quickly caught the young boy's body before it hit the charred ground.

"You bastard!" Tukkan shouted taking a step forward only to be halted by the man in his arms.

"Let it go Tukkan" Shuyo said placing a hand on the angered chef's shoulder.

"Whatever" Tukkan hissed as nine of the enhanced Meta-Colds took to the air to confront Frieza. The one that stayed behind swept his gaze over the assembled people before leveling on Cooler.

"Quite the family you've gathered here son" the Meta-Cold chuckled before his features grew more solemn as he turned to face the fight that had already commenced between his brothers and Frieza. "Say your goodbyes, we have work to do" the cybernetic demon said over his shoulder before taking off towards the battle.

Turning away from the fight Cooler marched towards the others who were waiting expectantly for whatever the Frost Prince had to say. "Will you be able to get them all back safely?" Cooler asked Tukkan who was still simmering from the Meta-Cold's previous callous act.

"I'll manage boss, don't worry about me, what about you?" Tukkan asked flicking his eyes towards the battling Meta-Colds. "You can't trust them, they'll turn on you if they see an opening" Tukkan said readjusting Shuyo so he had a firmer grip on the monk.

"And I'll do the same to them so it's a moot point" Cooler chuckled glancing down at the monk in the chef's arms. "You better make it to the ship otherwise I will be incredibly pissed with you" Cooler muttered to which Shuyo only smiled and offered him his hand. Rolling his eyes at the monk's gesture Cooler grasped the green monk's hand only to leap back in shock at the sudden surge of energy that raced into his body. Looking from his hand to the monk in disbelief Cooler couldn't find words as the monk burst out laughing.

"I knew you would never accept my energy willingly" Shuyo replied weakly with a wink. "Good luck my friend" Shuyo muttered as he slowly closed his eyes finally losing consciousness.

"Sentimental moron" Cooler shook his head at the monk's actions only to feel another rush of energy being sent to him. Whirling around his eyes fell on the Weiss' outstretched hand, pointed directly at him. The girl had regained consciousness just long enough to bestow what little strength she had left to Cooler.

"Please… bring … him… back…" Weiss gasped before succumbing to her own exhaustion and falling facedown into the dirt.

Mollus moved to go pick up the unconscious girl only to backpedal as Yang lifted her wings into the air and screeched at him in warning. Looking from the bird to Tukkan the Namekian youth was at a loss for what he should do.

"Don't worry about it Molly, she's super protective of Weiss, just let Yang take care of her" Tukkan placated walking over to the young Namekian. "Here place Tyr on top of Shuyo, I'll take them both, Yang can take care of Weiss that way you only have to lift… Aayla" Tukkan's expression dipped into a solemn frown as he turned to look at the deceased Securan lying in the dirt.

Nodding in agreement Mollus gently lowered the Tyr's body atop of Shuyo's doing his best to ensure he didn't aggravate the monk's already severe injuries. As he did this, Yang moved to hook her talons around Weiss ensuring that she caused the unconscious Demoness no undo harm. Spreading her wings out to indicate she was ready Yang steadied her intense gaze on the Namekian as he made his way over to Aayla's bloodied and beaten body.

Scooping the azure warrior into his arms Mollus did his best to ignore the horrible damage that the Securan had withstood before the Meta-Cold finally claimed her life. Letting out a small sigh he nodded towards the others and Tukkan gave Cooler one last nod before taking to the air with the others in tow.

As the trio departed the battlefield with their precious cargo secured Frieza, currently embroiled in the midst of his own battle, caught sight of them departing. More specifically he spotted the Namekian youth flying away with her body. Letting loose a savage cry of anger Frieza unleashed an intense blast of Ki in all directions forcing back the Meta-Colds enough to give the distraught Frost Demon an opening to race through.

From his position on the ground Cooler spotted this latest turn of events and immediately sprang into action. None of them had a chance in hell against Frieza, least of all like this. Pushing himself to incredible speeds Cooler intercepted Frieza with a thunderous right hook that sent the younger Frost Prince into a plateau that crumbled under the tremendous impact.

"So glad you could finally join us" drawled one of the Meta-Colds as they took up positions around Cooler who only spared them a passing glance. Their numbers had already been whittled down from ten to seven and those remaining were showing the signs of their short battle with the enhanced Frieza. Most sported large amounts of damage across their chassis, one was missing half its face and another was missing its lower torso. If this is my back up then I guess I truly am on my own, Cooler snorted as the rubble of the destroyed plateau exploded upwards in a violent fireball.

Rising out of the flames and debris Frieza looked up at his assembled adversaries. Chest heaving rapidly, bordering on hyperventilation, Frieza locked the twin pools of crimson that were his eyes with that of his brother's. Rubbing his cheek where Cooler had stuck him, Frieza visibly bristled at the image and let out another deafening roar before taking off looking to destroy everything in his path, friend, family and foe alike.

"Please… bring … him… back…"

"Damn it kid I'll do my best" Cooler grunted igniting his own immense power and charging to engage his brother as Namek collapsed around them.


Author's Notes: Guess who's not dead? This guy! And neither is A Simple Act of Mercy. So saying I'm sorry doesn't quite cover it as I see last update was way back in 2016 and the wait I've put you all through has been inexcusable. Unfortunately school and work has left me with little time to actually work on the story. That coupled with one of the worst bouts of writer's block I've ever had led to the delay in this chapter. I want to stress I do not plan on making you all wait so long again.

But now on to the chapter itself and I will admit it acts mostly as the set up for the true boss fight of The Big Gete Star arc which is Cooler vs Out of Control Transformed Frieza. I came to the conclusion that this would be preferable to a never ending parade of Meta-Colds that ends with the real King Cold inside the station (don't worry we'll get to him later). Re-watching the second Cooler movie I realised how anti climatic it really turned out to be, I felt like there was a distinct lack of emotion and Cooler and his clones went down like punks for no reason so I felt like a major change needed to be done. I do hope you guys enjoy it.

Another important part of the chapter is character interaction. I tried to have a few more one on one interactions to help flesh out the characters. Chief of these is the growing friendship/rivalry between Cooler and Shuyo as well as the unlikely friendship between Moori and Nadan. Speaking of whom I really enjoyed writing for the irritable scientist this time around and tried to give him more to do than just science. I realised I had relegated him to one role for the last few chapters while the fight's been going on and wanted to branch off a little.

At the end of the day I had to rewrite this chapter five times before I was finally satisfied with the end product (writers block made the previous versions outright garbage in my opinion). What I have now I can honestly say I'm satisfied with but there's still that nagging voice in my head saying that this one isn't good enough. I usually don't ask this but please leave a review or message me with your thoughts on the chapter as I really want to hear what you guys think of it so I can improve for the future.

Until next time guys thanks for your patience and take it easy!