Author's Note: Sorry. I've had a bout of writer's block over the past few
months. I hope you all remember me ^_^. PS – This is not the final
Chapter *stares at plan* I've got a few more ready to be typed up yet!
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The dark Prince's transformation was all that mattered in the Universe since its birth. Even the Kaio-shins gasped in horror as to what sort of power a newfound Super Saiya-jin could unleash upon the Universe.
As Goku scurried through the night air a feeling of both fear and relief bided his flesh and bones together. On the one hand he was glad that Vegeta now had the chance to destroy Frieza but on the other hand he didn't just what this transformation would mean for the rest of the life in the galaxy.
"He's going to do it, Piccolo," said Goku as he finally sounded a bit uneasy about Vegeta's situation.
"Yes," nodded Piccolo without adding further comment. He could sense Goku's worries. "Yes, he is."
Frieza threw yet another lunging kick at Vegeta as the battle reached a critical stage. Frieza was tiring. It took nothing more than a swift movement of Prince Vegeta's head to get out of the way of the kick. Frieza knew he was losing.
Planet Namek let out a secret cry for peace as the super powers entwined their bodies gracefully. The wind swept the remainder of Namek up forcefully and acted as the only voice that the Planet could possibly claim as its own.
"The end is near," proclaimed Guru to anyone that cared to listen. His green flesh shook slightly as his began to come to terms with the death of a way of life. Finally, he murmured words born out of hope. "And yet so is the beginning."
Frieza and Vegeta stared at each other as complete opposites. Any other inhabitant of the Universe would have respected the fact that Frieza was able to compete with a being of Vegeta's power for even one solitary minute. But then, why should he respect him? The sight of Vegeta's battle ravaged body accompanied with his long, flowing golden hair that wavered gently in the wind was enough to send a chill down even the strongest of opponents.
The weakened dictator began to grind his teeth vigorously as he looked death directly in the eyes. Frieza had gazed into some hellish things down the years but he'd never seen anything as maddening as the fire behind the Prince's eyes. It was just like peering into the most unholy vortex just before being swallowed by a black abyss.
The Prince was not only destroying Frieza physically but consuming his mind and soul – and that was far worse.
The yellow mist at the top of Frieza's remaining teeth began to almost melt as the grinding continued. It was enough to drive any normal man insane as the crunching echoed for what seemed like miles around. Vegeta heard it perfectly. However, such was the overwhelming desire to finish the job; it was as if the Prince was fighting in someone else's body.
Perhaps there was some truth to that theory after all.
****
Babidi gazed around the dusty wasteland that he'd effectively created. The Planet Namek was a shadow of its former self. Yet, the thing that stood out the most was the horizon. The red sky ached in pain as Babidi could just about make out one golden warrior shining amongst the mist.
"Everything has gone according to plan," cackled Babidi wickedly. "The energy that the fighters have lost has gone directly to Majin Buu! It's still not enough though! Even if Vegeta kills Frieza, I'm still going to need one more fight to ensure his resurrection!"
It was almost as if it had been planned the whole time. It was almost as if destiny had cast the deciding vote. The final battle wouldn't be contested by Vegeta and Frieza. Fate didn't want it to end there. The stars above whispered to each other as Babidi's vision came to fruition.
"I need another strong fighter. Someone that might actually stand a chance against Vegeta," bellowed Babidi internally. Then, it hit him like an energy draining Kamehameha wave. "I need another Saiya-jin."
The real super confrontation of destiny drew ever closer.
With that thought at the forefront of his being, Babidi shuffled across to his space pod and rose into the skies above. There was now no need for him to remain on Namek. All he had to do was wait for the opportune moment.
****
"All these years of torment and yet you can't even find a single word for me now, Frieza? How the tide has turned!" proclaimed Vegeta as he smashed a thunderous forearm into the cheek of the fallen tyrant.
Frieza moaned in pain as he staggered backwards and clutched his face. There wasn't a part of his body left that didn't leave him writhing in pain. He was struggling to even think straight and it was all because of Vegeta.
Frieza fell to his knees as he cursed the day that he been put before him. This was everything he'd ever feared in life. This was everything that had caused him to sit up in the middle of the night and rub his eyes. This couldn't be real. There's no such thing as a Super Saiya-jin, right?
The evil villain coughed up another spurt of claret coloured liquid. This was no dream.
For the first time in his life, Frieza began to back away. He felt a sensation of utter fear grip his body and almost force him away from the Prince. Lightening crackled in the back drop as Frieza shuddered wickedly as the sight of his slayer.
"Oh how I have waited for this moment for so long! I've replayed an image of the great Lord Frieza bowing before me on his hands and knees all my life! And now, that my moment is finally here – I feel compelled to watch you suffer. I feel compelled to watch every last drop of blood drain from your head. I feel compelled to put you through the same torture that you've put me through since birth!" announced the Prince as he glowed with a frightening aura that humbled Frieza.
The tyrant crawled further backward as his hands crushed small rocks on the Planet floor. Frieza couldn't stop his lip from wavering as the merciless torturer stood over the once proud and almighty ruler of the Universe.
Suddenly, something emerged from Frieza's mouth. It certainly didn't sound like anything he'd ever said before. It struck of either desperation or hope.
"You'll never get away with this, you fool!" he chirped up as his final moments descended upon him. "We both know that someone will stop you, Vegeta! Everyone dies. I've seen the way you look at him, Vegeta. I know that, despite your new power, you are still wary of him. Destroy me now and he will become your equal. However, if you stand by side, together we will rule the Universe and exterminate any possible threats to our supremacy!"
Vegeta winced.
"What are you talking about? I have no equal!"
He knew exactly what Frieza meant though. It was the tyrant's last chance to psychologically destroy the Prince. Even after Frieza's death, the ghosts would still haunt Vegeta. His words would live on.
"Deny your feelings, Vegeta," stuttered Frieza with a whimper. "I've been defeated by fear..."
Then, it came.
"And so will you."
Frieza freely admitted that the war was over. Frieza acknowledged death because he had no choice. It was an incredible moment in the history of the Universe. The Kaio-shins gasped in horror as they realised the reigns of power were about to be passed on. The Empire was dead.
Frieza's words had struck a chord in Vegeta though. There was something unreal about his prophecy. It was as if he'd watched the words exit his mouth before the sound physically came out.
The parallel Universe became clear once more as three words bounced around and crucified him.
Kakarotto. Kakarotto. Kakarotto.
"I will have NO END!" shrieked Vegeta as his eye balls became possessed with a satanic glow.
His instincts led him onto raising his left arm in a sensational manner as he pointed towards Frieza. The target was virtually motionless on the ground. There would be no fancy dodging manoeuvres to escape death this time.
The beam charged as it eclipsed all of its predecessors and looked Frieza dead in the eyes. The radiant blue light blinded Frieza as it finally caused a chain reaction inside of the tyrant. He watched his life unfold before his eyes one final time.
Birth. Strength. Glory. The Empire. His Father. His Mother. Vegeta. Saiya-jin. Zarbon. Kakarotto. King Vegeta. Each image appeared as each stage of his lifecycle was covered. The final image was the one that killed Frieza though.
The image of a Super Saiya-jin.
The blast fired as the screams of an evil that the Universe had hated since birth was finally vanquished into the night air. The explosion that resulted illuminated surrounding galaxies as seemingly everyone in the Universe knew the truth about Frieza before actually understanding it.
Frieza was finally dead.
But a new evil was now present. An evil that had fulfilled his royal birth right. An evil that had avenged the death of his father.
An evil that constantly fought the memory of Kakarotto.
The dark Prince's transformation was all that mattered in the Universe since its birth. Even the Kaio-shins gasped in horror as to what sort of power a newfound Super Saiya-jin could unleash upon the Universe.
As Goku scurried through the night air a feeling of both fear and relief bided his flesh and bones together. On the one hand he was glad that Vegeta now had the chance to destroy Frieza but on the other hand he didn't just what this transformation would mean for the rest of the life in the galaxy.
"He's going to do it, Piccolo," said Goku as he finally sounded a bit uneasy about Vegeta's situation.
"Yes," nodded Piccolo without adding further comment. He could sense Goku's worries. "Yes, he is."
Frieza threw yet another lunging kick at Vegeta as the battle reached a critical stage. Frieza was tiring. It took nothing more than a swift movement of Prince Vegeta's head to get out of the way of the kick. Frieza knew he was losing.
Planet Namek let out a secret cry for peace as the super powers entwined their bodies gracefully. The wind swept the remainder of Namek up forcefully and acted as the only voice that the Planet could possibly claim as its own.
"The end is near," proclaimed Guru to anyone that cared to listen. His green flesh shook slightly as his began to come to terms with the death of a way of life. Finally, he murmured words born out of hope. "And yet so is the beginning."
Frieza and Vegeta stared at each other as complete opposites. Any other inhabitant of the Universe would have respected the fact that Frieza was able to compete with a being of Vegeta's power for even one solitary minute. But then, why should he respect him? The sight of Vegeta's battle ravaged body accompanied with his long, flowing golden hair that wavered gently in the wind was enough to send a chill down even the strongest of opponents.
The weakened dictator began to grind his teeth vigorously as he looked death directly in the eyes. Frieza had gazed into some hellish things down the years but he'd never seen anything as maddening as the fire behind the Prince's eyes. It was just like peering into the most unholy vortex just before being swallowed by a black abyss.
The Prince was not only destroying Frieza physically but consuming his mind and soul – and that was far worse.
The yellow mist at the top of Frieza's remaining teeth began to almost melt as the grinding continued. It was enough to drive any normal man insane as the crunching echoed for what seemed like miles around. Vegeta heard it perfectly. However, such was the overwhelming desire to finish the job; it was as if the Prince was fighting in someone else's body.
Perhaps there was some truth to that theory after all.
****
Babidi gazed around the dusty wasteland that he'd effectively created. The Planet Namek was a shadow of its former self. Yet, the thing that stood out the most was the horizon. The red sky ached in pain as Babidi could just about make out one golden warrior shining amongst the mist.
"Everything has gone according to plan," cackled Babidi wickedly. "The energy that the fighters have lost has gone directly to Majin Buu! It's still not enough though! Even if Vegeta kills Frieza, I'm still going to need one more fight to ensure his resurrection!"
It was almost as if it had been planned the whole time. It was almost as if destiny had cast the deciding vote. The final battle wouldn't be contested by Vegeta and Frieza. Fate didn't want it to end there. The stars above whispered to each other as Babidi's vision came to fruition.
"I need another strong fighter. Someone that might actually stand a chance against Vegeta," bellowed Babidi internally. Then, it hit him like an energy draining Kamehameha wave. "I need another Saiya-jin."
The real super confrontation of destiny drew ever closer.
With that thought at the forefront of his being, Babidi shuffled across to his space pod and rose into the skies above. There was now no need for him to remain on Namek. All he had to do was wait for the opportune moment.
****
"All these years of torment and yet you can't even find a single word for me now, Frieza? How the tide has turned!" proclaimed Vegeta as he smashed a thunderous forearm into the cheek of the fallen tyrant.
Frieza moaned in pain as he staggered backwards and clutched his face. There wasn't a part of his body left that didn't leave him writhing in pain. He was struggling to even think straight and it was all because of Vegeta.
Frieza fell to his knees as he cursed the day that he been put before him. This was everything he'd ever feared in life. This was everything that had caused him to sit up in the middle of the night and rub his eyes. This couldn't be real. There's no such thing as a Super Saiya-jin, right?
The evil villain coughed up another spurt of claret coloured liquid. This was no dream.
For the first time in his life, Frieza began to back away. He felt a sensation of utter fear grip his body and almost force him away from the Prince. Lightening crackled in the back drop as Frieza shuddered wickedly as the sight of his slayer.
"Oh how I have waited for this moment for so long! I've replayed an image of the great Lord Frieza bowing before me on his hands and knees all my life! And now, that my moment is finally here – I feel compelled to watch you suffer. I feel compelled to watch every last drop of blood drain from your head. I feel compelled to put you through the same torture that you've put me through since birth!" announced the Prince as he glowed with a frightening aura that humbled Frieza.
The tyrant crawled further backward as his hands crushed small rocks on the Planet floor. Frieza couldn't stop his lip from wavering as the merciless torturer stood over the once proud and almighty ruler of the Universe.
Suddenly, something emerged from Frieza's mouth. It certainly didn't sound like anything he'd ever said before. It struck of either desperation or hope.
"You'll never get away with this, you fool!" he chirped up as his final moments descended upon him. "We both know that someone will stop you, Vegeta! Everyone dies. I've seen the way you look at him, Vegeta. I know that, despite your new power, you are still wary of him. Destroy me now and he will become your equal. However, if you stand by side, together we will rule the Universe and exterminate any possible threats to our supremacy!"
Vegeta winced.
"What are you talking about? I have no equal!"
He knew exactly what Frieza meant though. It was the tyrant's last chance to psychologically destroy the Prince. Even after Frieza's death, the ghosts would still haunt Vegeta. His words would live on.
"Deny your feelings, Vegeta," stuttered Frieza with a whimper. "I've been defeated by fear..."
Then, it came.
"And so will you."
Frieza freely admitted that the war was over. Frieza acknowledged death because he had no choice. It was an incredible moment in the history of the Universe. The Kaio-shins gasped in horror as they realised the reigns of power were about to be passed on. The Empire was dead.
Frieza's words had struck a chord in Vegeta though. There was something unreal about his prophecy. It was as if he'd watched the words exit his mouth before the sound physically came out.
The parallel Universe became clear once more as three words bounced around and crucified him.
Kakarotto. Kakarotto. Kakarotto.
"I will have NO END!" shrieked Vegeta as his eye balls became possessed with a satanic glow.
His instincts led him onto raising his left arm in a sensational manner as he pointed towards Frieza. The target was virtually motionless on the ground. There would be no fancy dodging manoeuvres to escape death this time.
The beam charged as it eclipsed all of its predecessors and looked Frieza dead in the eyes. The radiant blue light blinded Frieza as it finally caused a chain reaction inside of the tyrant. He watched his life unfold before his eyes one final time.
Birth. Strength. Glory. The Empire. His Father. His Mother. Vegeta. Saiya-jin. Zarbon. Kakarotto. King Vegeta. Each image appeared as each stage of his lifecycle was covered. The final image was the one that killed Frieza though.
The image of a Super Saiya-jin.
The blast fired as the screams of an evil that the Universe had hated since birth was finally vanquished into the night air. The explosion that resulted illuminated surrounding galaxies as seemingly everyone in the Universe knew the truth about Frieza before actually understanding it.
Frieza was finally dead.
But a new evil was now present. An evil that had fulfilled his royal birth right. An evil that had avenged the death of his father.
An evil that constantly fought the memory of Kakarotto.
