Title: Sad, But True
Rating: PG-13
Summary: The battle with Frieza is just beginning to heat up, and so is Kakarott's anger. Will he be able to keep it in check, or will he loose it and reveal himself to Son Goku?
So this was it. This was the legendary level of Super Saiyajin. The form that my entire race lusted after from the beginning of its existence to the end of it. The transformation that Frieza feared so much. It was glorious.
One day, this power would be mine and mine alone to wield, but for now, it is the fool's to do with what he pleases. Fortunately, what he wishes to do with it now is exactly what I wish it to be used for at the moment. The destruction of Frieza.
The tyrant stands frozen in place, shocked at the change. The predator has now become the prey, but apparently, Frieza is either too stubborn or too stupid to realize this. One or the other, it really does not matter. Either way, the psychotic warlord's life ends today.
Son Goku orders his son to get the Namek back to his spaceship, find the human woman, and get off this planet as soon as possible. The boy stares at his father in mute shock. To be honest, I am surprised as well. The simpleton has never truly ordered the boy to do anything before.
He is not acting like himself. In fact, his attitude is becoming more like… mine. Obviously, the transformation is leaking some of my personality traits into him, or perhaps it was the mind-merge.
I push myself away from the thoughts. I can figure this out later. After Frieza is dead…
As the boy slowly takes to the sky, weighted down by the unconscious Namek, the demented warlord decides that he will not allow them to leave. He raises a finger to slaughter them in much the same fashion as he killed the monk.
The moron has had enough. He disappears and reappears in front of a very startled Frieza and takes his outstretched hand in a death grip. To my great satisfaction I heard bones crunch and snap under the unbelievable pressure he's putting on them. The tyrant struggles to no avail to free himself from his painful position, but the baka's hand doesn't move a minuet bit.
Frieza begins to thrash desperately in the fool's grip, and, just as suddenly as he had placed the dictator in his grip, he let go, sending Frieza flipping in the other direction to land on his feet. He clutches his hand as he recovers from both shock and pain. He is watching the simpleton warily, as if he thinks that the idiot will attack while he has his guard down. In this state, he might actually do so.
It is then that the true battle begins. The dolt is barely using the new strength in my body, but Frieza doesn't land so much as a finger on him. This form is truly all it was made out to be. Now I see why so many of my kind died in the pursuit of this magnificent transformation. This was power beyond all coherent belief. This is what will allow me to take this universe and make it mine.
The warlord begins his attack anew, but it is to no avail. Any hit that he inflicts causes little to no pain, and my body's new level of speed keeps him from hitting Son Goku with a ki blast, which is quickly frustrating the Icejin to no end.
It is rapidly becoming evident to the irate dictator that he is no match for the legendary Super Saiyajin. His attacks are starting to get more and more desperate by the second, and he is beginning to notice that his blows aren't causing enough damage to equal the power he's using. At this rate, he'll burn himself out without causing any real injuries.
The fight comes to a pause at a standoff. Frieza seems to still think that he can win. He is either too arrogant or too ignorant to admit that he is completely outmatched in every way.
Any thoughts that I may have had are put to a standstill as I realize what he is doing. I know of this attack. It was in the training tapes that were in my space pod. All world-conquerors from Vegetasei were educated in this technique through the training tapes. It was to be used only in dire emergencies. Frieza is going to blow up the planet rather than let the fool win the battle.
NO!!! You idiot! Don't just stand there!! Don't you realize what he's doing?! Attack!!! KILL HIM!!!!
He struggles with the forcefulness of my influence, but his curiosity as to what Frieza is doing wins out over my will. The dolt has no idea what is going to happen, and it will mean the downfall of both of us if he doesn't do something.
The tyrant raises his hands, and a ball of black ki forms between them. Triumph is etched into his features as he grins at the baka, knowing that the fool has no clue what's going to happen. Son Goku thinks that he is going to throw that attack at him, but the warlord is going for a far more vulnerable target.
The simpleton realizes too late what is going on, and the deadly ki ball buries itself into the planet, making its way to the core. I can feel the rush of despair flow through him followed by a wave of pure hatred.
I have never sensed such hate from the idiot before. It is only matched by my own. Perhaps my personality is seeping into his more than I thought…
He swiftly comes to the conclusion that he can slaughter Frieza and leave before the planet explodes, and renews his attack. Despite the fact that he knows he must leave the planet as quickly as possible, he toys with the Icejin, allowing him to think that he might have a shadow of a chance of winning.
The fool is actually enjoying the battle. Now he is also riding that beautiful high that comes from the impact of fist against flesh, the sweet scent of blood in the air, and the glorious sound of bones snapping under pressure. I never would have expected it from the baka…
The dolt allows Frieza another hit that sends him flying into a trench caused by one of the tyrant's earlier attacks, and he rises from it to find Frieza trying desperately to reach is maximum power before Son Goku attacks him once more. Too caught up in the bloodlust and curiosity, neither of us thinks of attacking him. We both wish to see the true pinnacle of his power.
It doesn't take long for Frieza to reach his optimum potential, and in comparison to mine, it is hardly anything to be worried about. In fact, this may end sooner than I thought it would…
Finally, the simpleton decides to put an end to this, and powers up a Kamehameha to kill the bastard with. Amazingly, Frieza is able to hold the attack at bay long enough to sweep out of the beam's way and come crashing into the baka from the side. The result is him plummeting into the heart of a molten volcano that has newly erupted below.
My anger explodes in a torrent of unadulterated rage. How dare that fucker do this!! He isn't supposed to be able to do anything but die at my hands! I'll kill him for this! I'll slowly torture him into a weeping shadow of a warrior and then slaughter him as he did my entire species!
Get UP!!! Kill the damn bastard!!! Rip his heart out!!!
Son Goku freezes as he tries to hold down the tide of anger that he thinks is his own. He's wasting precious time that could be used to kill Frieza!
Get your idiotic ass up there and kill him!!! You don't have the fucking time to think!! KILL!!!
He pushes my anger down, to my great surprise, and rises out of the molten lava, completely unscaved by the searing heat. As he gains altitude, he sees his son trying to hold Frieza off long enough for this dying planet to detonate.
Making his mind up, Son Goku dives deep into the soil of Namek, hoping to take Frieza by surprise. Seconds later, the dolt erupts from the surface of the planet, and the warlord's eyes widen as he realizes that the fool is far from dead.
Son Goku once again orders his son to go to the ship, but this time he is much more forceful in his commands. The boy leaves with little hesitation. Once again, the battle and bloodlust renews itself, sending both my counterpart and I into a frenzy.
Suddenly, in the middle of a brutal rain of kicks and punches, the sky darkens and about a thousand ki signatures light up on the planet. The simpleton recognizes the condition instantly as when an eternal dragon is called forth.
Frieza, coming to the same conclusion, rushes off in the direction of the Namekian dragon. He hopes to have his wish for immortality after all, but he will not if I have anything to do in the matter. Which I will…
The dolt pours on the speed as he attempts to head the tyrant off before he reaches the giant lizard, but Frieza has too much of a head start and reaches the dragon first, screaming his wish as he comes to a stop.
As the baka comes to an abrupt halt behind Frieza, I realize that the dragon is paying no attention to him whatsoever. Its interest is focused on a small Namekian shouting to it in what I assume is the native language, and its eyes glow red as it begins to carry out whatever plea that the small green child has asked.
The fool turns as Vegeta's ki shows up out of nowhere. The prince is alive somehow, and he is floating feet away grinning in elation at my counterpart. He knows that the insane warlord will be destroyed now that there is a Super Saiyajin around.
The resurrected monarch powers up a ki blast to fire at Frieza and disappears as quickly as he showed up. The simpleton blinks in surprise as the Namekian child vanishes as well until it finally dawns on him what happened.
Frieza's rage knows no bounds as it finally sinks in that his wish for immortality has been permanently been stripped from him, and he attacks with all the power he possesses. The fight carries itself throughout the abandon Namekian villages, annihilating deserted homes and ripping up the landscape.
The psychotic dictator's power is lowering dramatically, and it no longer is a challenge to me. The simpleton feels the same way and turns to leave, saying that Frieza is no longer a threat to him. My counterpart wishes to leave him with wounded pride and arrogance crushed. A fate worse than death…
In a last-ditch attempt to kill the fool, Frieza launches two guided ki disks at him. Perhaps it is he who is the fool…
Lead them back to him… It's the only way to rid yourself of them…The simpleton takes the hint and begins to slowly race closer to the warlord. Frieza thinks that he knows what is going on, but he launches himself into the air when the dolt passes by. The result is instantaneous. Frieza, the self-proclaimed emperor of the universe, has been cut in two, taken down by his own technique. What a sweet moment this is…
My counterpart lands in front of the fallen tyrant, fully intending to finish him off.
Yes, kill him…Then Frieza begins to spew pathetic pleas for forgiveness, and I feel the mercy welling up in the idiot. He is actually considering giving the bastard some of his energy to survive the blast when the planet detonates.
NO!!! You IDIOT!!! You FOOL!!! NONONONO!!!!!
He once again struggles with the tide of my will, pausing for a second to regain control of himself. Then he turns and gives the Icejin sufficient energy to weather the explosion. My anger swells to immeasurable heights. If he weren't in me, I'd kill him…
Son Goku turns, exhausted and mentally drained, to take off in the direction of the ship. Frieza, however, seems to have other plans in mind as he uses a great deal of the energy, my energy, to fire one last blast at my counterpart.
This is the last straw in his control. The simpleton turns and fires his own ki blast, overtaking Frieza's and leaving a steaming crater in the ground where the dictator once lay. Frieza is dead at last. Now all that remains is how to get off this planet before it explodes…