"So, Vegeta did die, then?" Coolly, Frieza's voice rings out in the command room of his space ship looking out at the wildlife of Namek, the dragon balls by his side. "Well, I did not exactly check for a body, but even in the unlikely event that he did survive, he must be gravely injured," Zarbon confesses knelt down, hand on chest.
"Why did you not verify that he was dead!?" Frieza demands from him. "W- Well, Vegeta had been submerged underwater, so…" Zarbon trails off nervous. "You could have dove into the water, no? You didn't want to get yourself wet, and neglected to check for his corpse. And trying to kill him right away was a rash thing to do in the first place. What are we to do if Vegeta has hidden a Dragon Ball from us somewhere?" Frieza scolds Zarbon his golden hues widening at the unbeknownst possibility.
"I- I am terribly sorry! I will go check on him at once!" Zarbon assures him only for the frantic footsteps and the slide of the door opening to make the two turn to the intruder having the nerve to intervene on their chat. "Lord Frieza! I have- I have discovered a village! However, the village had already been destroyed," The recruit report to him.
"What was that!?" Stunned, Frieze barks. "I am afraid it was the work of Vegeta," Scared, the recruit adds.
"Then he has hidden a Dragon Ball somewhere!" Frieza seethes at the mistake. "There was one surviving villager, but I disposed of him immediately," The recruit assures only to flinch from the scornful glower from Frieza.
"You killed him, then? The only witness we had?" Freeze question coldness laced in his tone. "Y- Yes, sir," Nervously, he confirms. "The thing I hate most is when rash actions are taken when there is insufficient data. Be prepared to answer to me as well if Vegeta is dead. Bring Vegeta here at once. This time, place your hopes on the chance that he is still alive," Coolly, Frieza demands as he easily kills the recruit with a simple glint in his eye causing the recruit to almost self-destruct.
"Yes sir," Zarbon complies. "Appule!" Freeze summons. "Yes, sir?" Said recruit arrives. "You will contact Planet Frieza and inform the Ginyu Special Corps that they are to come here. And of course, tell them to bring Scouters with them. They should arrive in five days," Freeze commands him.
"Understood," The recruit flees.
"Lord Frieza why the Ginyu Special Corps? Forgive me for saying so, but I believe it is completely unnecessary to call that group here," Zarbon informs him.
"I feel an odd foreboding." Frieza shrugs.
"H- How do you mean, foreboding?" Zarbon questions wary.
"I have been thinking this for a little while now, but it would seem that there is a powerful Saiyan being brought up, and in time, I feel he will become my foe. At first, I thought it was Vegeta or Elery, but it does not appear to be." Freeze elaborates.
"A- Are you sure you are not making too much of it? Aside from Vegeta, there is only what's-his-name and his child, on Earth. Their battle power is supposed to be considerably lower than Vegeta's," Zarbon tells him.
"Are you telling me that my foreboding is wrong?" Frieza challenges.
"N- No, sir." Petrified, Zarbon panics.
"Never mind that, I would like you to hurry and bring Vegeta here," Frieza reminds him only for the sound of the door opening to reveal a familiar brunette to the room.
"That will not be necessary my lord." Elegantly, Elery arrives bowing before Frieza shocking Frieza.
"Hm? Elery?" Frieza raises a brow surprised to see her.
"It has been some time lord Frieza." Politely, she bows to him hiding the sly smirk.
"Indeed it has. I am surprised to find you not battered alongside the prince," His eyes narrow.
"You think I would go off on a suicide mission? I had thought Zarbon had told you," Confidently, she smirks as Freeze turns his gaze to Zarbon flinching. Zarbon has long green braided hair and his tiara and earrings are reminiscent of a high-class prince. His light blue skin and golden eyes look reptilian almost. He also wears a long light blue cape, as well as pink arm warmers, blue leg warmers, and blue underwear. Along with his choice of clothing, he wears the common armour that most of Frieza's military men have, including the shoulder pads and a blue scouter.
"She helped me defeat Freeze my lord." He bows giving her a slight glare but she shrugs it off.
"However unlike Zarbon I checked, he was unconscious and when I had bumped into that male who spoke of Vegeta's travels I had interrogated Vegeta who spoke of doing it prior to fighting Zarbon but he could not find the dragon ball. It would seem some natives have caught on and have hidden the balls." Composed, Elery cuts in bringing a satisfied smirk to Frieza's features.
"I see. Good to know someone on my team is thorough…even if you are a monkey," Slyly, he remarks as Elery keeps on her poker face.
"My lord, please allow me to help you on your search. Dodoria has not contacted you in a while allow me to go look for him…" She requests.
"Very well. You could learn a thing or two from the monkey…be gone." Coldly, he demands as Elery nods and leaves them, a sadistic sly smirk across her features, the two having no idea the game before them as Elery approaches the bio chamber seeing numerous soldiers being healed and the staff on hand. Briefly, her blues see the faint figure of Vegeta resting making her sigh. Seems I have some cleaning up to do now where to begin? Fondly, she smirks shaking her head as she leaves the prince to his own devices and leaves, tending to her own matters.
"AHH!"
"What the hell was that?" Scowling, my blues narrow at the high pitch screech, stumbling across the source to find to my surprise a human? On Namek? Strange, she seems to be shielding some kids Namekian but that's not what interests me, what intrigues me is the familiar pink alien before them…Dodoria…perfect.
Slyly, I smirk as I outstretch my hand out flat as I focus placing my two fingers out glowing as I draw a circle of light focusing as I then press my forefinger to the middle of the circle, creating multiple shots of beams levitating over us as I reel the circle of light back, similar to reeling back a bow to strike down, a scatter shot, a beam resembling an arrow soon splits creating many beams of arrows to strike. I like to call my move, scatter shot. Dodoria releases a cry of shock with the others as I use the debris of the ground below to manoeuvre through, kicking aside any dead bodies using it to conceal myself as I catch Dodoria's fat figure and use the smoke as a cover, striking from the shadows making him cry out, trying to catch me but failing as each time I strike, I plant my glowing hand down on the floor close to his feet, creating small squares of light.
"Enough!" Roaring, he inhales the smoke unveiling myself.
"I should have known you'd be here, monkey." Growling, he hisses at me as I open my arms out.
"Dodoria still as fat and ugly as ever…" Sneering, I greet the fool.
"I'm going to give you a chance to withdraw Elery I'm going to be nice before you make a huge mistake…" He smirks as I scowl at him.
"Oh Dodoria I've been planning this for years why would I miss out on the chance of taking back my people's pride after what you creatures did!?" I question him scoffing.
"Y-You monster!" Blinking, I turn to the blue head girl.
"Me or pinkie?" I question the blue head girl clinging to the children.
"You killed Yamcha!" Scared, she points at me as I stare blankly at her at a genuine lost.
"Which one is that?" I question her only further angering her as she releases a shrill screech.
"You…You!" Engaged, she begins fuming.
"Look blueberry the adults are talking so I suggest you pipe down now then Dodoria if you can look at your feet which I highly doubt you would notice something…" I dismiss her turning back to Dodoria feeling my anger only bubble.
"You…" I ignore blueberry focusing on the monster before me feeling my hands bawl into my fists at the numerous images replaying in my mind, myself screaming, crying, screeching for dad to stand up, to get up as I am held down forced to witness the bloodied execution of them all, saving my father for last…
"Landmines I know perfect right and if that doesn't make you feel more secure perhaps these will?" Coyly, I smirk raising my hand as I point skywards everyone gawking at the beams of light above.
"Pillars of light?" Blueberry questions.
"I've been training and I like to think their like icicles you know crashing down on your foes…" I snicker excited.
"Let me guess after immortality everyone is after that these days…" Teasingly, I point out hands behind back.
"Says the monkey's lap dog…" Cockily, he smirks as I scowl.
"Says the dead man." Bluntly, I deadpan making him take a step back from the seriousness in my tone.
"Please your father couldn't handle me what makes you think you can defeat me?" He cackles.
"Because I'm not some lowly saiyan soldier…" Icily, I argue, my father was…a good man sure he was weak but he had saiyan pride even if he was a lowly third class.
"The Saiyans are dead you and the prince are nothing but remnants of a dead race that's all you are and will always be." Dodoria points out making me seethe.
"You're wrong." Defiantly, I correct him.
"Oh am I?" He raises a brow seeing my brow furrow, my rage building as I feel my hands ball up once more.
"This coming from the purple dildo," Snickering, I smirk.
"What did you say!?" Insulted, he snarls at me.
"I said…suck it!" Loudly, I roar slamming my hands down as I release the icicles and slam my foot down on the ground, activing both the landmines and missiles crashing down on the monster making me smirk as I feel the powerful bursts of wind brush through my brown locks, hearing the screams of agony form the others as I see a few being tossed aside from the powerful waves.
"That should do it. I'm starving blueberry where's food?" I turn to the blue haired girl blinking at me glaring.
"Why are you asking me!?" She screams at me.
"You look rich." I shrug.
"You…ah!" She raises her fist only to scream out making me frown until as I open my mouth to question her to release a pained scream as I feel the harsh pain engulf me whole feeling the searing pain. Dodoria grabs my arms brining me into a bridge as I release a screech of agony, feeling his head head dive into my back, making me screech feeling the crunch of bones as my body is bent, my arms and legs constricted by his arms as I screech, saliva splattering out of my mouth with droplets of ruby red. My eyes widening when he grabs me by my legs tossing me around in a circle as I am slammed into a hard rock, hearing the crumble of rock hitting me, tasting the heavy coat of iron in my bitten raw sore lips and tongue, heading the ringing haunting me as I grimace being tossed to the floor hissing, grimacing, writhing in agony.
"Look at you… You didn't think you'd get me like that did ya girly?" Mockingly, he laughs taunting me.
"Argh!" Pained, I scream out as his foot is slammed down on my back making me burst out a splatter of crimson.
"Look at you pathetic…just like your father. you should have seen him…though I guess you did, you watched helpless as I beat your father to a bloody pulp not that saiyan like are you…" Tauntingly, he sneers at me as I hiss, trying to get some composure, trying to stand but failing.
"Shut up! SHUT UP!" Screaming, I roar at him feeling a wave of no, no, no, searing the burning rage fuels me as I lower my head remembering it all, my crying form clinging to my father only to be hit over and over, having to watch my father be torn to shed be tortured all to remember one thing, the pain of losing my father and how I could have avoided it and to never feel that pain again but now… I won't I won't let him live, this is all his fault, everything is his fault and I will kill him…
"You're nothing but a failure, a shell of a once great saiyan…"
"No…I…I…"
"Your mother would be ashamed…"
"Stop it!"
"You remember don't you? Holding you down as you watch your father be beaten to a bloodied pulp remember his cries of pain, remember the blood oh how could you, making you watch was quite the sceptical…Frieza did want you to know what you'd be doing in the future…"
I…I….SHUT UP! Screeching, I cry out to the heavens my blues widening at the sudden flicker of energy, seeing flickers of gold as release a hellish cry unaware of the transformation flickering in and out of me…
Gawking, Bulma stares at the saiyan before her her eyes widen to find the battered, beaten and bloodied Elery now limping, hunched over, bones broken bruises and bloodied littered all over her broken form as she releases a hellish scream, tears cascading down her dilated blues startling the blue haired girl as she sees the girl's brown locks flicker to bright gold her eyes widening to find the ground, surrounding her beginning to quiver quake, erupt into chaos as the screeching woman releasing a burst of gold light as the transformed Elery strikes at the stunned Dodoria attempting to flee, pleading for her to listen about some sort of truth but before the blonde could calm down. She snatches Dodoria by his leg, breaking each and every aspect of him, slowly torturing him until a huge blast of raw energy hits him, vaporising him as the blonde levitates down collapsing to her knees, her golden locks shifting into brown as the woman turns to face them only to collapse…defeated, lost but most of all…victorious.
What…should I do? I mean she tried killing me but she saved that village…she still killed Yamcha…Yamcha, tch leave her for the rats good riddance…but she did save my life and the kids. "I can't believe I'm doing this…" Whining, Bulma whimpers to herself tending to the wounds of Elery, taking out one of her many capsules she begins tending to the injuries of Elery…
Groaning, my ears perk up at the faint crackle and hiss of flames as I perk up at the sound, forcing my sore body to stand to find myself in some cave, my eyes widening at the bandages coiled around my form. "What happened?" Hissing, I cradle my forehead hissing at the throbbing headache in my mind. Confused, I furrow my brow at the prodding stab as my blues narrow at the stick pocking at me making me furrow my brow, looking up to the find blueberry prodding at me swiftly I grab the stick, breaking it in half terrifying her as she reels back.
"Can I help you? Confused, I question staring at the snapped parts of the stick.
"You're…you're evil right?" Nervously, she whispers.
"Depends on the side." I shrug.
"Wh-Where are you going?" Shakily, she demands from me.
"I'm hungry." Sleepily, I grumble.
"You can't go in there. Wh-what are you doing?" Scared, she screams at me.
"Like I said I'm hungry." Annoyed I repeat.
"So you just barge in here and steal our food?" Angrily, she scowls at me.
"Good work blue head you're catching on." Sarcastically, I praise her.
"I'll if Gohan were here he would…and my name is Bulma." Fed up, she exclaims.
"As in panties your parents didn't love you did they?" Snickering, I mock.
"Why you-Eek!" Loudly, she screams making me turn to the dinosaur staring down at us.
"Hmm…seems we've got a guest." I hum out loud.
"K-Kill it!" She orders me.
"Hmm… I am hungry." I consider.
"Wh-what!?" Surprised, she blinks taken aback.
"Wonder if I can cook it, hmm…" Focused, I kneel down, creating a disc of energy carving a slice of meat as I walk over, creating a small fire using the materials before me blasting a small spark to create a flame as I begin cooking.
"You're eating it!?" She gawks.
"I've eaten worse." I shrug.
"What is wrong with you Saiyans and your appetite!?" She scowls.
"Hey I'm hungry." I defend myself.
"I mean with that transformation you did." Bulma whispers.
"Transformation?" I raise a brow.
"Don't you know? You turned gold." She points out.
"Wh-what?" I blink taken aback.
"Yeah…" She confirms.
"Gold could I have…no way I mean…impossible no no way…" Scoffing, I shake my head at the foolish thought.
"Hm? Something wrong?" She enquires.
"No, nothing I should go." I stand up turning to leave to focus on the task at hand, the dragon balls, my revenge.
"You're not going to kill me!?" Surprised, she blinks.
"Are you in my way?" I question her.
"No." Scared, she squeaks out.
"Then be grateful and shut up." Bluntly, I order her.
"Rude! I just the way that werido was taking about you it was…" Angrily, she snaps at me.
"You heard nothing." Coldly, I tell her.
"H-Huh?" Confused, she blurts out.
"What you heard or saw was nothing do I make myself clear or do I have to blast you?" Stoically, I raise my hand.
"N-No…!" Terrified, she screams out.
"Good. Now if you'll excuse me." I turn to leave once more.
"Hold on you don't think I'm just going to let you raid my fridge and just leave do you?" Furious, she argues.
"Yes. You will if you value your life that is." Coolly, I raise my hand in a blasting motion terrifying her into silence making me smir as I leave the girl, heading back to Frieza's ship, time for the saiyan prince to finally awaken from his little nap…
"Did you have a nice nap?" I question Vegeta easily managing to get inside as I blast the pod, hearing the crack of glass as the medical liquid gushes out, making me smirk at the naked prince, removing the life support stuff off him. I pass him his gear, nodding his head at me as I take care of the wall, creating another quick blast as Vegeta creates the distraction blasting in the hallway.
"Would have preferred better company," He replies snidely.
"Vegeta we both know there's no one on this ship who likes you that isn't me," Cheekily, I smirk as he scoff brushing my hand aside.
"Shall we?" He smirks at me.
"Let's…" I grin back as we make our way sneaking past the floor using some of the debris to our advantage as we enter the command room.
"Oh, no! He escaped outside!" Zarbon falls for my trick.
"He did what!?" Frieza roars enraged.
"Terrific, Frieza is with him!" Giddily, Vegeta snickers as we peer over watching from afar.
"Hurry! Hurry and go after him! Why, you! Hurry! You must find him at all costs! He could not have gotten far yet!" Zarbon tries to regain control but…
"Fools! You fell for it all too easily!" Frieza scolds him as we make our way inside finding the dragon balls defenceless making us both chuckle.
"There are indeed five of them here. Not only have they healed my injuries, they're going to have every last one of their Dragon Balls taken from them. But we can't get away carrying all five of them," Vegeta glances at me.
"We can get by with four but Frieza will still have one, giving him the edge," I point out as Vegeta hums in agreement until we both come to an agreement as Vegeta fires his beam, hearing the crack of glass as the window breaks and we begin tossing the balls outside, far from the ship, deciding them to split up to cover more ground.
"Don't get killed." I hear Vegeta order me.
"I won't. I also don't want to deal with you in a chamber the medical bill was too much last," I joke lightly earning a small smirk from Vegeta as we split up to cover more ground…
"Why is it I can never find you doing anything nice?" Tutting, I smirk down at Vegeta having kneed the halfbreed in the gut making him fall to his knees, writhing in agony clutching his chest making me smirk at the sight of the filthy Halfling.
"There you are I have taken care of Zarbon," Vegeta reports to me.
"Have you now? Checked the body?" Smirking, I arch a brow.
"There is no body." Chuckling, Vegeta confirms making us both smirk at the thought sharing the same humour.
"Nice. Ah the Halfling…what on earth happened to your hair?" Disgusted, I scowl in disgust at his haircut, a saiyan keeps their hairstyle and at that this style he has is a downgrade if anything.
"My mum did it." Shyly, he whimpers heaving shaking.
"Tch halfbreeds like you have no saiyan pride. Can I?" I turn to Vegeta smirking nodding in approval.
"Gladly," Smirking, I take over kneeing the child in the ribs making the boy cry out spluttering out salvia making me chuckle.
"So you hid it here," I gather as we arrive to find the ball location he had got prior.
"Yes, stay here, I'll get it," He instructs me passing me the dragon ball as I nod and watch him get it only for my eyes to widen when he bursts out of the water roaring, screeching, screaming confusing me.
"Damn it! You Earthling punks! Play me for a fool, will you!? You'll pay for this! Damn it all! Damn it all! Damn it all! Where are you, you punk kids!? Come on out, or you'll be sorry! I'll kill you! Dammit, they've disappeared, have they!? Damn it all, I can't sense their presence, either!" Seething, he roars my eyes widening.
"Vegeta what's wrong?" Confused, I demand from him.
"That Halfling tricked us he has our ball!" Vegeta yells at me my eyes widening enraged at the thought of being tricked and outsmarted by some dirty halfbreed.
"What!? That Halfling I'll...when I see that disgusting Halfling I'll tear him to shreds…I knew I should have killed him when I had the chance!" Seething, I glare darkly at the floor at the thought of that revolting abomination.
"Those brats are able to control their presence all the way down to zero. We can't find them like this. Those rotten Earthlings! That was an insolent stunt to pull! There dead!" Roaring, Vegeta declares as we return to their base, Vegeta destroying the cave from the inside.
"You finished having your hissy fit?" Tiredly, I question the moron arms crossed.
"They have our dragon ball!" He barks at me.
"And we have the rest..." Sharply, I remind him making his eyes widen.
"You're right… they are sure to come after the six Dragon Balls that we have at some point. And when they do. It's okay," Vegeta talks to himself trying to coax himself down from his angry episode as I nod, the pair of us landing to gather our thoughts and think of our next move…
"You having fun there?" Curious, I question as I peer over watching Bulma struggle after having parted from Vegeta, the pair of us splitting up to cover ground to find the ball only for me to come across quite an amusing scene before me.
"E-Elery!?" Shocked, Bulma looks up at me reaching out for the top of the crevice she tries to climb to escape the soldiers reminding me of a spider trying to escape it's plastic box.
"Raspberry!" I recognise one of the soldiers.
"It's Blueberry!" Annoyed, he corrects me.
"Raspberry is better," I dismiss.
"E-Elery! Help me out here!" Screaming, Bulma cries out some sort of strange liquid in her eyes as I kneel down, eyes narrowed peering at her strange reaction, watching her struggle.
"So it's true you've turned against tyrant Frieza you must really want to die being Vegeta's lap dog…" Raspberry commentates as I continue observing the struggling girl finding it amusing.
"And you really must be desperate if you're relying on weak earthlings like blueberry!" Mockingly, I point out countering it, my eyes still glued to her screaming, shouting, ordering me to help reminding me a tad bit of Vegeta whenever he struggled, remembering fondly my times of either ditching him to help himself teaching him the rules of survival or helping him out of pity after his numerous failed attempts.
"H-Hey!" Screaming, Bulma reaches out as I decide to let my hand out, outstretching it, smirking slyly at her smile of hope as she reaches out only for it to falter as I slap her hand aside watching her smile falter, dread crossing her features with rage as she curses at me tumbling down, joining the soldiers once more in the ditch as I look down, watching curious of the outcome.
"You're coming with us lord Frieza will give us a huge reward for turning you in!" Raspberry points out gun aimed at the terrified Bulma and then me, making me raise a mocking brow finding this show having gotten even more entertaining.
"Aww how cute you think you can lay a single hand on me…aww to be young and a rookie again," Fondly, I smile at the memory only then for him to fire causing me to bat the laser aside snickering at their scared expressions, raising my hand out to fire at them swiftly ending them and retrieving the dragon ball or so I thought.
"You…saved me…" Bula whispers confused prettily standing in front of the dragon ball as I scowl, sitting down perched on top of the top, knowing she is no threat and I could and will take that ball off her dead corpse.
"I suppose I did now…what are you doing?" Curious, I question.
"What do you mean?" Bulma frowns sniffling as I jump down, kneeling down as she collapses to her knees.
"Your face…it's weird." I peer over poking her eye making her cry out in panic cradling her stinging eye.
"I'm crying moron!" She screams at him.
"Crying…? So that's what crying looks like…" Surprised, I blurt out.
"H-Huh? What do you mean?" Befuddled, Bulma queries.
"I have never seen someone cry what a strange response, earthlings sure are emotional." I mutter quirking my head to the side, never understanding how they can be so emotional.
"Aren't Saiyans?" Bulma furrows her brow as I scoff.
"Please we Saiyans are a proud race we do not submit ourselves to such weak and petty emotions." Proudly, I explain hand on hip, smirking.
"Could you not prod me!? I'll bite you!" She warns me as I begin poking her tears frowning at the strange liquid.
"And I'll blast you." I respond back making her squeak back terrified.
"What argh what was that for?" She whines as I raise my hand slapping her startling her as she scream cradling her bloodied cheek, crimson leaking out of her lips as she whimpers.
"To stop the crying." I respond confused by her anger.
"That hurt!" She screams as I groan, earthlings are both emotional and weak, I always forget that.
"That made you cry even more don't you earthlings learn your lesson?" I mutter puzzled, remembering my training days of my mother.
"What do you mean?" Bulma frowns cradling her hurt cheek.
"Crying isn't good, it's a sign of weakness therefore I must beat it out of you until you learn." I explain dumbly to her.
"Who on earth taught you that!?" Shrieking, She stands ups startled almost disturbed as I blink at her strange reaction
"Someone who taught me my saiyan pride, be honoured I'm taking pity on you." Simply, I raise my hand once more ready for her to learn.
"This isn't pity!"