Chapter 2: The Monster Returns

Chapter 2: The Monster Returns

"ARRRRRRGGGHHHH!!!!!!", cried the proud fighter.
He pulled himself to his hands and knees, he could barely kneel as he fell back to his hands, coughing up mouthfuls of blood. The beast that was pounding sent a swift kick to his stomach, sending him sky-high. The fighter was then swiftly smashed back to the dirt with an overhead blow from the fists. A dark shadow towered of the beaten, blonde warrior. A large foot was violently forced onto his chest. The evil shadow extended an arm and energy gathered at his opened fist as he aimed to the blonde, now black haired fighter.
"NO!!!! Father!!!" shouted a younger voice jumping down with a sword aggressively held.
The dark figure did not see this coming til the last second. The sword came with in a mere half inch of his arm, but the boy suddenly found himself laying, breath knocked out him beside his close-to-death father.
"You Saiyans are pathetic! I killed you then, and I'll kill you now! You are all nothing but filthy, scavenging monkeys!" echoed an eerily familiar voice.
The all too well known form stood over the broken bodies.

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Flashback Starts.....
"Argh! Father! Why did you make me wait so long for this revenge?"
"You had to recover son, and exploding planet isn't kind to one's body."
"Body!? Look at me! I barely have a body!"
"Yes, well the cybernetic parts you have now allow to achieve powers never thought imaginable, and, as technology improves, we can make you stronger. There is now truly no limit to your power!"
"Fine! I don't care, I just want revenge of that stupid monkey Goku! How dare he leave me for dead!"
A beautiful brown, green, blue globe grew in the window. As it grew to a recognisable size Frieza eyes lit up, he was finally there.
"Yes, at long last, Planet Earth. I will savour this victory, every last second of it."
The ship touched down in open plains, deserted, void of life.
As if from no where, Frieza was faced with some enemies.
"We've been waiting for you Frieza, we've heard all about you." spoke the first, softly and calmly.
"Yes, I hope you won't be a disappointment for us, we've not had a single worthy challenger yet." said the second, in a cool, cocky voice.
"What are these? Teenagers?! I don't have time to baby-sit, now out of my way!"
"Ha!" Laughed the second voice, "We're no normal teens!"
"Quite right 17", said the first voice, "I mean, what normal teenagers could kill Goku right?"
"Precisely 18, now lets try and get a challenge out of him, what do you say?"
"I'm game."
"What!?" exclaimed Frieza, "YOU defeated Goku!?"
"He catches on fast." smirked 17.
Frieza walked down the platform, followed by his father, King Cold. The two teams found a clearing in which to declare their face off.
"What unusual names you have... '17' and '18'. What's that, your rank in 20?" laughed Frieza.
"Hmmm, who would have thought that such a dreadful looking creature would have a sense of humour." mocked 17, "We are in fact super androids created for the sole purpose of defeating Goku. Now that we have, we are free to do what we want."
"DREADFUL!?"
With this Frieza screamed and set about fighting 17. Frieza got the first hit, smashing 17 into the ground. It took several hours of fierce battles until Frieza was victorious leaving both 17 and 18 beaten down. Frieza stood over them.
"You took my revenge! Now DIE!!!!"
Frieza charged up a ball of energy in each palm, pointed towards the helpless androids.
"STOP! Frieza!" demanded King Cold, "Clearly these androids are highly advanced, spare them and we may be able to make you stronger."
"So be it, but be quick before I change my mind." sighed Frieza.
With in a few hours, Frieza stood on Earth, staring at his open hands, admiring the power he could feel with in him. He decided to see what the now baron planet could offer him. He wandered round, looking through places for anything of value or use. He had almost gave up, when he saw it... the yellow vehicle, with a smooth glass dome for a roof. On the side, the word "HOPE" was scribed. What was this machine? Frieza was intrigued.
After careful examination of this discovery, he had figured out what it was. He had looked through archives and gathered valuable information too. He knew this device was in fact as time machine, if he could get it to work, he could still get his revenge.
Flashback ends.....

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Piccolo hovered, legs crossed, arms folded in his standard meditation position. The wind breezed past his peaceful face. Them without warning, his eyes opened like two full moons.
"WHAT!? No way! It can't be... FRIEZA!?"
Piccolo vividly remembered the day the mysterious traveller from the future arrived, he fought strongly. Trunks, as it became known he was called, had finished Frieza off, for good. No matter what kind of enemy you are, Piccolo knew that being sliced into a hundred pieces and then blasted into a billion little parts was not something you could survive. Yet, somehow, he was here, and Trunks' and Vegeta's powers could be sensed too, they were low however, very low.
"NO!"
Piccolo's eyes widened.
"Gone? Trunks... Vegeta... they're... gone..."