No Fight's Over Until I've Won-Ch 6
By Elbereth in April
The next morning Vegeta got up early and trained. He was nearly done when his door opened. A pretty man with green braided hair and a pink man with a nasty grin stood there.
"Frieza wants you. Your servitude starts today," the pink one said.
They led him back to Frieza's control room. Frieza was sitting on his throne, looking out the window at an orange planet nestled amongst the stars. He turned and smiled at them as they came in.
"So, Vegeta. Have you enjoyed your stay here so far?"
So many emotions were rolling through Vegeta he wasn't sure he could speak rationally. He wanted to kill this monster so badly-and just wasn't strong enough. He'd discovered that right away. There was nothing he could do but stand there, helpless and humiliated, hating Frieza with his whole soul.
Finally he swallowed and nodded.
"Good, good. Don't expect to just stand around and do nothing, though. You have to pay for your room and board, you know."
He tried to keep his teeth from clenching and his tail from whipping around angrily. It wouldn't be a good idea to let his hatred show too much.
Especially as Frieza was clearly finding him amusing.
"Today I shall give you your first job as my servant," Frieza continued. "Look out the window."
Involuntarily, Vegeta did so. "That is the planet Ormel. I have a client who is interested in buying it, but first he would like to see all life removed from it. So. You are going to purge it for me."
Vegeta's breath caught in his throat. It was true, then, what they said about Frieza's planet trade. Frieza had hinted as much to his father, but the King had deliberately not asked. He had not wanted to join Frieza's army of terror and destruction. He had agreed to accept Frieza as overlord in return for Frieza sparing their planet. Vegeta was supposed to be given to Frieza to seal the deal. That was all.
Vegeta wondered how Frieza had found him and what had happened to his double. He didn't dare ask. He would deal with one thing at a time, and this one was bad enough.
"You want me to murder everybody on the planet for you?" he repeated, managing to keep all emotion out of his voice.
"Yes."
His father wouldn't have a problem with this. You did what you had to in order to insure the Royal line survived. And his subjects wouldn't have a problem with it. They were fierce warriors, and had done something of the same themselves, in the first days of their race.
No, only one person he could think of would be upset over this. 'The naïve fool.' But Vegeta felt the knowledge sear through his heart that he could not go back and tell his blood brother he'd done this.
Hn. He took a deep breath, and projected as much calm arrogance as he ever had in his life. Then he turned slowly around and caught Frieza's eye. "No," he said, smirking. "I don't think so."
Frieza stared back at him. "What?"
"I'm not your slave. I'm not purging any stupid planet for you. I am the Prince of all Saiyans and-well, I don't do that," he finished a little lamely, starting to sweat under Frieza's gaze. He'd expected the monster to be mad enough to torture him, or kill him, but not to be quite that insanely furious.
"Oh really," Frieza hissed, moving forward until they were inches apart. But Frieza knew that physical pain wasn't going to make Vegeta back down. He knew the Prince was prepared to die over this.
But there were other kinds of pain. Frieza smiled. "Then, perhaps, we'll pick a different planet to purge, eh? How about Vegeta-sei?"
'Oh no. How could I be so stupid?' They weren't ready to fight Frieza yet. If they were, they'd have been recalled from Earth by now. "No. I'm sorry. I'll do it."
"Oh, you'll do it, all right." Frieza slowly reached out with his tail and wrapped it around Vegeta's neck. "But I think I'll destroy your planet anyway, little monkey. Insubordination can not be tolerated."
He squeezed his tail tighter. Vegeta gasped and threw his hands up to try and pry it off his neck. But Frieza kept squeezing until Vegeta passed out from lack of air. Then he kicked him while he lay on the ground, just to relieve some of his feelings.
"Take him and lock him up again," Frieza ordered Zarbon and Dodoria. Then he smiled in gleeful anticipation. "I was planning on destroying those apes anyway for the trick they tried to pull on me. Let's go!"
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Kakkarot and the other Saiyans were ushered into King Vegeta's throne room as soon as they arrived on Vegeta-sei. Once in the king's presence, they immediately knelt.
King Vegeta looked at them with a sinking feeling. "Where is my son? What has happened?"
"Frieza has taken him," Nappa reported.
"We have to go after him! Is the army ready?" Thenore asked.
King Vegeta took a deep breath. Though pale, he remained calm. "Close enough. We planned to attack in three more months. No one has managed to become a Super Saiyan, but with our constant training in 300 times gravity, our strength has increased enormously. And you are right. We must go after my son. Bardock."
"Yes, Your Majesty?"
"Gather the troops outside the palace. I'll be there to inspect them in ten minutes." He turned back to the still-kneeling Saiyans. "And you!" None of them could meet his eyes. His voice softened fractionally. "You couldn't have stopped Frieza alone. Don't blame yourselves. Go put on armor and join the front ranks of the army."
"Hai." They saluted and left.
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When Vegeta regained consciousness, back in the cell, he barely noticed the pain in his neck and throat and stomach. His mind was too busy with fear, guilt, and desperation.
"I have to stop him! This is all my fault! What can I do?" He felt sick and insignificant. He couldn't do much. That was the whole point. He wasn't strong enough. He was worthless.
'No.' His hands clenched into fists. 'There has to be something I can do. There has to be.'
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The army stood in a wide open space just outside the walls of the fortress. Bardock, Kakkarot, and the others were in the front row. They stood, waiting quietly for orders as the King surveyed them.
"You are all warriors," he said to them. "I have faith in you. The Prince will be set free. The reign of this tyrant Frieza shall be ended. His day has come. Saiyan might will prevail. Let there be no doubt."
In the silence, pride and determination began to fill their hearts. Then Thenore let out a yell, encouraging them just as she'd encouraged them so many times on Earth. "We fight to win!"
Recognizing the words of the banner in the Royal practice room, many of the Saiyans grinned, then cheered.
Radditz smiled at Thenore with great affection, slightly giddy with the upcoming battle and his new feelings towards the girl.
She gave him a fierce smile back.
King Vegeta was also smiling-that typical Saiyan smirk. "That's right. We will win-however we have to do it."
"Should we board the ships, my lord?" a warrior asked.
"No need. They are coming to meet us."
They all looked up at the sky, where several bright points of light were approaching the planet.
"Be ready."
They had to be.
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Vegeta felt the ship land. He paced the room, fists clenching and unclenching. He was so tight with tension he thought he might throw up. Every muscle in his body was tense. He tried to relax them so he'd be ready to fight.
By now Frieza and his warriors would be leaving the ship to fight his people. Would they be ready for him? Had they sensed he was coming? What was the status of their army? What was Frieza planning?
He felt ki's powering up, hundreds of them. That had to be the army! They were gong into battle. They had to win!
He tried blasting his prison door again, then the walls, one by one, then the ceiling, then the floor. He growled in frustration. He had to get out of here and help them! What was this room made of, anyway?
He thought again, and then concentrated all his energy on the lock. After a few minutes, it melted. Vegeta grinned and kicked the door open.
He made his way through the fighting warriors, dodging a blast here, fighting a man there, searching for Frieza and his father.
There. At last.
The King of the Saiyans wasn't alone. He was flanked by his elite guard-including Nappa-and his advisor Bardock. And Bardock was surrounded by his two sons and Thenore.
Frieza wasn't fighting himself. He was hovering above them, watching the scene. Zarbon was at his side. The King was fighting Captain Ginyu, Nappa-Recoombe, Radditz-Guldo, Bardock-Dodoria, Kakkarot-Jeice, Thenore-Burter.
Kakkarot saw Vegeta first and called his name without even thinking about it. "Vegeta!"
Zarbon saw him next, and charged towards him, an expression of anger on his face. Vegeta had time for a quick glance at Frieza to see an identical expression of surprise and anger. Then Zarbon was on him.
"You're no match for me, monkey!" he yelled.
All of a sudden all of Vegeta's many emotions gave way to pure rage. "That's it! I've had it with you people all calling me monkey!"
Vegeta held out his hand, palm forward, and blasted. Zarbon dodged, but without room to spare.
"You're much stronger than I expected," Zarbon frowned.
'Frieza shouldn't have almost killed me. Battle makes a Saiyan stronger,' Vegeta thought gleefully.
"That's because you've got me one-on-one in an honorable fight, you baka. You're no match for me now!"
"Poor little Vegeta. Haven't you learned by now there's no such thing as an honorable fight?"
They were trading blows, fast, faster. Vegeta leveled another ki bolt at him. Zarbon didn't manage to dodge this one. He was knocked back several feet.
He shook his head to clear it. "You can't be stronger than me!"
Vegeta smirked. "I am a Prince. You're just Frieza's errand boy."
"Why you!" Zarbon charged for him. Vegeta kicked him in the chest and the side of the head. Zarbon fell to his knees. "You asked for it!"
Suddenly he flared his ki up and transformed into a--well, an ugly blue reptile-looking creature.
"And I thought you were ugly before!"
Zarbon howled again and rushed Vegeta, who sidestepped and punched Zarbon in the kidneys. Vegeta laughed as Zarbon stumbled around.
"It's time to send you to another dimension!" He held his hand out, palm up. He raised two fingers and the resultant blast killed Zarbon instantly.
Vegeta looked around. Kakkarot and King Vegeta had dispatched their opponents already. Captain Ginyu had tried to swap bodies but the King was too quick for him. Radditz had had a bit of difficulty with Guldo's time-freeze technique, but when Ginyu died, Guldo was distracted long enough for Radditz to take him down.
Thenore and Nappa were finishing off their opponents even as he watched. He smirked. Training in 300 times gravity really worked.
As the last of the Ginyu Force fell, Frieza blinked in disbelief. Apparently his elite fighting force had been slacking off. How else could they have been defeated by this pack of losers?
The Saiyans were grinning at each other. "Fools!" Frieza yelled at them. "Your power level is laughable compared to mine. You think you're so mighty now? I am going to vaporize your whole planet. I am going to grind all of you into the dust. And I am going to enjoy it! You're a worthless species. You disgust me. I will cleanse the universe of every last one of you!"
As Frieza spoke, Kakkarot felt his face flush. How dare he? That tyrant had killed hundreds of people, and kidnapped Vegeta, and now he threatened to destroy all of Vegeta-sei. He had to be stopped. For a moment that was all that filled his mind.
"Frieza!" He started to charge for him.
Vegeta was no less upset than Kakkarot, but he had been up against Frieza's power first hand. Kakkarot was good, but he didn't stand a chance against Frieza. He knew it instinctively.
"No! He'll kill you!" Vegeta cried, grabbing for his arm. He missed, but caught him by the tail. "Stop!"
Frieza sneered at them, but then King Vegeta flew up to face him. Kakkarot stopped struggling. It was the King's right to avenge his people. It was his fight now.
For a moment they faced each other down. Then the King yelled, "Today you die, Frieza!"
The other warriors had to step back to give them room. Their auras alone were so strong the sky had gone dark and wind was whipping through the Saiyans' hair.
"You arrogant Saiyans!" Frieza laughed. "You don't seem to realize how much stronger I am than any of you."
His tail whipped around to strike the King. He zipped out of the way, avoiding Frieza's fists as well.
Frieza was fast, though. None of them had ever seen anyone move that fast.
King Vegeta tried to land a blow, but couldn't. He fired blast after blast but nothing landed.
Frieza kept laughing. "Pathetic. Just like I've always said. Saiyans are just a bunch of weak, stupid monkeys."
Enraged, King Vegeta attacked again. He drew back his arms and then released a powerful ki wave. Frieza let it hit him, still laughing, but then his eyes went wide in surprise. This blast was much stronger than he had expected.
Quickly, he released a blast of his own. For a moment the balance swayed back and forth, then the blast shot back towards Frieza. He gasped in shock and ducked.
"You will die, Frieza!" the king shouted, and charged once again, striking Frieza on the nose. Frieza knocked him away with his tail and felt his nose. It was bleeding.
"My beautiful face! That does it! I've tried to be reasonable, but for that you will pay." And Frieza began to power up even more. "I'm going to show you something few people have seen. Although I almost feel it's a waste of my energy, I will transform for you. Watch and cower before me, monkey. My power is beyond anything you can imagine. I am invincible!"
As the Saiyans watched in horror, Frieza's power level skyrocketed and Frieza transformed. He became taller, more muscled, and looked much more intimidating.
"We may be in trouble," Radditz whispered.
Frieza snapped his tail on the ground, which shook violently. Quakes spread over the area, chasms opening in the ground.
"Big trouble," Nappa whispered back.
King Vegeta's expression hardened. "You are not undefeatable, Frieza. Today will prove that."
"I'm sure," Frieza grinned. Then he released a huge ball of energy directly at the King.
It was too big to maneuver around. The blast hit the King head on. For a moment he fought against it, but it was too strong. His lifeless body fell to the ground.
Kakkarot shouted in horror. Then...
There was silence.
Frieza laughed. "What about you, Prince?" But Vegeta didn't hear him. He was still staring at his father's crumpled body, in shock.
Frieza pouted at being ignored. "Oh well, if that's not enough, what if I kill this one, whose life you value so much you stopped him from fighting me?"
Vegeta blinked and whipped around. "What?"
But Frieza had already moved, faster than some could even see. He had grabbed Kakkarot by the shoulder hard enough to crack the bone.
"No!"
Then Frieza kicked Kakkarot in the face, stunning him long enough to throw him over his shoulder. Then he took to the air, flying back to his ship.
(A/N: OK, I know that went kind of fast, but I wanted to get to the battle.)
By Elbereth in April
The next morning Vegeta got up early and trained. He was nearly done when his door opened. A pretty man with green braided hair and a pink man with a nasty grin stood there.
"Frieza wants you. Your servitude starts today," the pink one said.
They led him back to Frieza's control room. Frieza was sitting on his throne, looking out the window at an orange planet nestled amongst the stars. He turned and smiled at them as they came in.
"So, Vegeta. Have you enjoyed your stay here so far?"
So many emotions were rolling through Vegeta he wasn't sure he could speak rationally. He wanted to kill this monster so badly-and just wasn't strong enough. He'd discovered that right away. There was nothing he could do but stand there, helpless and humiliated, hating Frieza with his whole soul.
Finally he swallowed and nodded.
"Good, good. Don't expect to just stand around and do nothing, though. You have to pay for your room and board, you know."
He tried to keep his teeth from clenching and his tail from whipping around angrily. It wouldn't be a good idea to let his hatred show too much.
Especially as Frieza was clearly finding him amusing.
"Today I shall give you your first job as my servant," Frieza continued. "Look out the window."
Involuntarily, Vegeta did so. "That is the planet Ormel. I have a client who is interested in buying it, but first he would like to see all life removed from it. So. You are going to purge it for me."
Vegeta's breath caught in his throat. It was true, then, what they said about Frieza's planet trade. Frieza had hinted as much to his father, but the King had deliberately not asked. He had not wanted to join Frieza's army of terror and destruction. He had agreed to accept Frieza as overlord in return for Frieza sparing their planet. Vegeta was supposed to be given to Frieza to seal the deal. That was all.
Vegeta wondered how Frieza had found him and what had happened to his double. He didn't dare ask. He would deal with one thing at a time, and this one was bad enough.
"You want me to murder everybody on the planet for you?" he repeated, managing to keep all emotion out of his voice.
"Yes."
His father wouldn't have a problem with this. You did what you had to in order to insure the Royal line survived. And his subjects wouldn't have a problem with it. They were fierce warriors, and had done something of the same themselves, in the first days of their race.
No, only one person he could think of would be upset over this. 'The naïve fool.' But Vegeta felt the knowledge sear through his heart that he could not go back and tell his blood brother he'd done this.
Hn. He took a deep breath, and projected as much calm arrogance as he ever had in his life. Then he turned slowly around and caught Frieza's eye. "No," he said, smirking. "I don't think so."
Frieza stared back at him. "What?"
"I'm not your slave. I'm not purging any stupid planet for you. I am the Prince of all Saiyans and-well, I don't do that," he finished a little lamely, starting to sweat under Frieza's gaze. He'd expected the monster to be mad enough to torture him, or kill him, but not to be quite that insanely furious.
"Oh really," Frieza hissed, moving forward until they were inches apart. But Frieza knew that physical pain wasn't going to make Vegeta back down. He knew the Prince was prepared to die over this.
But there were other kinds of pain. Frieza smiled. "Then, perhaps, we'll pick a different planet to purge, eh? How about Vegeta-sei?"
'Oh no. How could I be so stupid?' They weren't ready to fight Frieza yet. If they were, they'd have been recalled from Earth by now. "No. I'm sorry. I'll do it."
"Oh, you'll do it, all right." Frieza slowly reached out with his tail and wrapped it around Vegeta's neck. "But I think I'll destroy your planet anyway, little monkey. Insubordination can not be tolerated."
He squeezed his tail tighter. Vegeta gasped and threw his hands up to try and pry it off his neck. But Frieza kept squeezing until Vegeta passed out from lack of air. Then he kicked him while he lay on the ground, just to relieve some of his feelings.
"Take him and lock him up again," Frieza ordered Zarbon and Dodoria. Then he smiled in gleeful anticipation. "I was planning on destroying those apes anyway for the trick they tried to pull on me. Let's go!"
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Kakkarot and the other Saiyans were ushered into King Vegeta's throne room as soon as they arrived on Vegeta-sei. Once in the king's presence, they immediately knelt.
King Vegeta looked at them with a sinking feeling. "Where is my son? What has happened?"
"Frieza has taken him," Nappa reported.
"We have to go after him! Is the army ready?" Thenore asked.
King Vegeta took a deep breath. Though pale, he remained calm. "Close enough. We planned to attack in three more months. No one has managed to become a Super Saiyan, but with our constant training in 300 times gravity, our strength has increased enormously. And you are right. We must go after my son. Bardock."
"Yes, Your Majesty?"
"Gather the troops outside the palace. I'll be there to inspect them in ten minutes." He turned back to the still-kneeling Saiyans. "And you!" None of them could meet his eyes. His voice softened fractionally. "You couldn't have stopped Frieza alone. Don't blame yourselves. Go put on armor and join the front ranks of the army."
"Hai." They saluted and left.
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When Vegeta regained consciousness, back in the cell, he barely noticed the pain in his neck and throat and stomach. His mind was too busy with fear, guilt, and desperation.
"I have to stop him! This is all my fault! What can I do?" He felt sick and insignificant. He couldn't do much. That was the whole point. He wasn't strong enough. He was worthless.
'No.' His hands clenched into fists. 'There has to be something I can do. There has to be.'
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The army stood in a wide open space just outside the walls of the fortress. Bardock, Kakkarot, and the others were in the front row. They stood, waiting quietly for orders as the King surveyed them.
"You are all warriors," he said to them. "I have faith in you. The Prince will be set free. The reign of this tyrant Frieza shall be ended. His day has come. Saiyan might will prevail. Let there be no doubt."
In the silence, pride and determination began to fill their hearts. Then Thenore let out a yell, encouraging them just as she'd encouraged them so many times on Earth. "We fight to win!"
Recognizing the words of the banner in the Royal practice room, many of the Saiyans grinned, then cheered.
Radditz smiled at Thenore with great affection, slightly giddy with the upcoming battle and his new feelings towards the girl.
She gave him a fierce smile back.
King Vegeta was also smiling-that typical Saiyan smirk. "That's right. We will win-however we have to do it."
"Should we board the ships, my lord?" a warrior asked.
"No need. They are coming to meet us."
They all looked up at the sky, where several bright points of light were approaching the planet.
"Be ready."
They had to be.
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Vegeta felt the ship land. He paced the room, fists clenching and unclenching. He was so tight with tension he thought he might throw up. Every muscle in his body was tense. He tried to relax them so he'd be ready to fight.
By now Frieza and his warriors would be leaving the ship to fight his people. Would they be ready for him? Had they sensed he was coming? What was the status of their army? What was Frieza planning?
He felt ki's powering up, hundreds of them. That had to be the army! They were gong into battle. They had to win!
He tried blasting his prison door again, then the walls, one by one, then the ceiling, then the floor. He growled in frustration. He had to get out of here and help them! What was this room made of, anyway?
He thought again, and then concentrated all his energy on the lock. After a few minutes, it melted. Vegeta grinned and kicked the door open.
He made his way through the fighting warriors, dodging a blast here, fighting a man there, searching for Frieza and his father.
There. At last.
The King of the Saiyans wasn't alone. He was flanked by his elite guard-including Nappa-and his advisor Bardock. And Bardock was surrounded by his two sons and Thenore.
Frieza wasn't fighting himself. He was hovering above them, watching the scene. Zarbon was at his side. The King was fighting Captain Ginyu, Nappa-Recoombe, Radditz-Guldo, Bardock-Dodoria, Kakkarot-Jeice, Thenore-Burter.
Kakkarot saw Vegeta first and called his name without even thinking about it. "Vegeta!"
Zarbon saw him next, and charged towards him, an expression of anger on his face. Vegeta had time for a quick glance at Frieza to see an identical expression of surprise and anger. Then Zarbon was on him.
"You're no match for me, monkey!" he yelled.
All of a sudden all of Vegeta's many emotions gave way to pure rage. "That's it! I've had it with you people all calling me monkey!"
Vegeta held out his hand, palm forward, and blasted. Zarbon dodged, but without room to spare.
"You're much stronger than I expected," Zarbon frowned.
'Frieza shouldn't have almost killed me. Battle makes a Saiyan stronger,' Vegeta thought gleefully.
"That's because you've got me one-on-one in an honorable fight, you baka. You're no match for me now!"
"Poor little Vegeta. Haven't you learned by now there's no such thing as an honorable fight?"
They were trading blows, fast, faster. Vegeta leveled another ki bolt at him. Zarbon didn't manage to dodge this one. He was knocked back several feet.
He shook his head to clear it. "You can't be stronger than me!"
Vegeta smirked. "I am a Prince. You're just Frieza's errand boy."
"Why you!" Zarbon charged for him. Vegeta kicked him in the chest and the side of the head. Zarbon fell to his knees. "You asked for it!"
Suddenly he flared his ki up and transformed into a--well, an ugly blue reptile-looking creature.
"And I thought you were ugly before!"
Zarbon howled again and rushed Vegeta, who sidestepped and punched Zarbon in the kidneys. Vegeta laughed as Zarbon stumbled around.
"It's time to send you to another dimension!" He held his hand out, palm up. He raised two fingers and the resultant blast killed Zarbon instantly.
Vegeta looked around. Kakkarot and King Vegeta had dispatched their opponents already. Captain Ginyu had tried to swap bodies but the King was too quick for him. Radditz had had a bit of difficulty with Guldo's time-freeze technique, but when Ginyu died, Guldo was distracted long enough for Radditz to take him down.
Thenore and Nappa were finishing off their opponents even as he watched. He smirked. Training in 300 times gravity really worked.
As the last of the Ginyu Force fell, Frieza blinked in disbelief. Apparently his elite fighting force had been slacking off. How else could they have been defeated by this pack of losers?
The Saiyans were grinning at each other. "Fools!" Frieza yelled at them. "Your power level is laughable compared to mine. You think you're so mighty now? I am going to vaporize your whole planet. I am going to grind all of you into the dust. And I am going to enjoy it! You're a worthless species. You disgust me. I will cleanse the universe of every last one of you!"
As Frieza spoke, Kakkarot felt his face flush. How dare he? That tyrant had killed hundreds of people, and kidnapped Vegeta, and now he threatened to destroy all of Vegeta-sei. He had to be stopped. For a moment that was all that filled his mind.
"Frieza!" He started to charge for him.
Vegeta was no less upset than Kakkarot, but he had been up against Frieza's power first hand. Kakkarot was good, but he didn't stand a chance against Frieza. He knew it instinctively.
"No! He'll kill you!" Vegeta cried, grabbing for his arm. He missed, but caught him by the tail. "Stop!"
Frieza sneered at them, but then King Vegeta flew up to face him. Kakkarot stopped struggling. It was the King's right to avenge his people. It was his fight now.
For a moment they faced each other down. Then the King yelled, "Today you die, Frieza!"
The other warriors had to step back to give them room. Their auras alone were so strong the sky had gone dark and wind was whipping through the Saiyans' hair.
"You arrogant Saiyans!" Frieza laughed. "You don't seem to realize how much stronger I am than any of you."
His tail whipped around to strike the King. He zipped out of the way, avoiding Frieza's fists as well.
Frieza was fast, though. None of them had ever seen anyone move that fast.
King Vegeta tried to land a blow, but couldn't. He fired blast after blast but nothing landed.
Frieza kept laughing. "Pathetic. Just like I've always said. Saiyans are just a bunch of weak, stupid monkeys."
Enraged, King Vegeta attacked again. He drew back his arms and then released a powerful ki wave. Frieza let it hit him, still laughing, but then his eyes went wide in surprise. This blast was much stronger than he had expected.
Quickly, he released a blast of his own. For a moment the balance swayed back and forth, then the blast shot back towards Frieza. He gasped in shock and ducked.
"You will die, Frieza!" the king shouted, and charged once again, striking Frieza on the nose. Frieza knocked him away with his tail and felt his nose. It was bleeding.
"My beautiful face! That does it! I've tried to be reasonable, but for that you will pay." And Frieza began to power up even more. "I'm going to show you something few people have seen. Although I almost feel it's a waste of my energy, I will transform for you. Watch and cower before me, monkey. My power is beyond anything you can imagine. I am invincible!"
As the Saiyans watched in horror, Frieza's power level skyrocketed and Frieza transformed. He became taller, more muscled, and looked much more intimidating.
"We may be in trouble," Radditz whispered.
Frieza snapped his tail on the ground, which shook violently. Quakes spread over the area, chasms opening in the ground.
"Big trouble," Nappa whispered back.
King Vegeta's expression hardened. "You are not undefeatable, Frieza. Today will prove that."
"I'm sure," Frieza grinned. Then he released a huge ball of energy directly at the King.
It was too big to maneuver around. The blast hit the King head on. For a moment he fought against it, but it was too strong. His lifeless body fell to the ground.
Kakkarot shouted in horror. Then...
There was silence.
Frieza laughed. "What about you, Prince?" But Vegeta didn't hear him. He was still staring at his father's crumpled body, in shock.
Frieza pouted at being ignored. "Oh well, if that's not enough, what if I kill this one, whose life you value so much you stopped him from fighting me?"
Vegeta blinked and whipped around. "What?"
But Frieza had already moved, faster than some could even see. He had grabbed Kakkarot by the shoulder hard enough to crack the bone.
"No!"
Then Frieza kicked Kakkarot in the face, stunning him long enough to throw him over his shoulder. Then he took to the air, flying back to his ship.
(A/N: OK, I know that went kind of fast, but I wanted to get to the battle.)
