Chapter 5

Freeza stood there looking at the teenager. His spy had heard something about someone important landing today, but the spy didn't know who it was. However, he had connected this individual with some other strange happening over the past several years.

He keyed his scouter, and it showed a reading of 5,000. However, the boy stared at the tyrant, showing no fear or recognition.

"Who are you?" the young man asked, his stiff hair upright in the breeze, his tail tucked around his waist.

Freeza was shocked. Here was a Saiyan who didn't even know who he was. Before he could speak, Zarbon charged forward.

"How dare you speak to Lord Freeza that way!" he screamed and punched the boy in the face. Silence followed and shock filled the bay. King Vegeta and the other Saiyans watched from behind Freeza's guards, and everyone was utterly still. Zarbon stared at his fist. It was planted firmly in the boy's cheek, but it hadn't even phased the boy. He simply looked at the fist, and then casually slapped Zarbon away. Then he looked at Freeza.

His eyes hardened and just for an instant, Freeza felt fear permeate his very being. "My name is Kakarott," the teenaged Saiyan said, "and I am here to destroy you, Freeza!"

Freeza stood for a moment and began to laugh. Kakarott looked curious, and Freeza finally said, gasping from hilarity, "With a mere power-level of 5,000?"

Kakarott grinned, and King Vegeta from the side said, "Hey, Freeza, you remember that power fluctuation?"

As the words sank in, so did their meaning. Kakarott spread his hands and grinned, "Sorry, but this is as low as I can suppress it," and with that he began to power up. Wind filled the hanger, and people began to feel themselves being propelled backwards. Kakarott stopped at 3,000,000, still in normal form and grinned at Freeza.

Freeza stared in utter shock. Zarbon and Dabora backed away. Freeza finally smiled. "Well, I don't know where you came from, but it seems I might have to transform to beat you. Meanwhile, I think my newest servant might deal with you. Vegeta if you would?"

From out of the shadows stepped a different Prince Vegeta. One who was cruel and heartless and who hated Kakarott with a passion. Vegeta smirked and said, "I'm ready. Come on, Kakarott, let's fight."

Freeza again looked startled. "Vegeta, did you already know about this person?"

"Yes, sir," Vegeta said with a somewhat larger smirk, "but he's mine."

Freeza nodded, but he commenced to power up anyway.

Vegeta charged at Kakarott and the two hammered into each other. Vegeta was the same height at this point in time, in fact, his full height, while Kakarott was still a growing adolescent. However, Kakarott easily held his own against the angry Prince. Vegeta's chi-level was a bare 500,000, and he wasn't even touching Kakarott. Kakarott was holding back because it was against the law to assault royalty. Freeza was transforming at an alarming rate and he reached his final form at 1,000,000.

Vegeta was growing angry. Kakarott was dodging his every attack, and was refusing to fight him while Freeza began to go to 100 of his final form.

His power continued to increase until he was at 4,000,000. Seeing this, the Saiyan people despaired. Kakarott still was not strong enough.

Vegeta was furious and because his rage was so great, he finally landed a punch on Kakarott's jaw, but it barely hurt him. Kakarott smirked, just the slightest bit, and Vegeta's vision went red. However, Kakarott was suddenly slammed out of his sight by a super-powered fist who bashed Kakarott into a wall. Kakarott stood up and grinned broadly at the tyrant and asked, "Is that all you've got?"

It was Freeza's turn to grow angry. He hammered at the younger man, making spittle fly from his mouth. Kakarott gasped in pain, and tried to defend himself, but Freeza showed no mercy. Finally, Kakarott jumped back, bleeding from several points, and seemingly barely able to stand.

"Is that better, monkey-boy?" Freeza asked smirking.

To his surprise, Kakarott smiled and said, "Much," and then he began to power up again. Freeza gasped in surprise as the young Saiyan's hair turned gold and his eyes flashed turquoise. With gold flames emanating from his body, he smiled at Freeza, and he saw Freeza's eyes freeze in terror. Scouters began exploding, but some managed to re-calibrate them.

" 10,000,000!" Bardock gasped. Freeza backed away in fear. Kakarott, barely a teenager, started forward. Vegeta watched, and a hatred permeated every part of his face as he realized Kakarott was going to kill Freeza.

"What's the matter, Freeza? After terrorizing us for so long, don't you agree it's your turn?" Kakarott asked with a confident grin.

Freeza finally stopped. "There is no way you can defeat me, monkey-boy! I'm invincible!"

With that he charged at Kakarott and slammed a fist into his stomach. Kakarott just stared at the alien cooly and then hammered him in the side of the head, sending him flying into the wall. Freeza came back bleeding and angry, but as he charged at Kakarott, the smaller boy met him half-way and kicked him in the gut. Then he caught him by the tail so he couldn't fly away and spun him around and around sending him flying toward the wall, but before he hit, Kakarott phased in front of him and kicked him back into the center of the room. There he played a game of catch with himself. He finally let Freeza slam into floor after a gigantic final hit, and then he yelled, "For the suffering you have caused my people! Ka-me-ha-me-..."

Freeza looked up to see the Super Saiyan bathed in a blue light. "Impossible!" he shrieked.

"HAAAAAAA!"

The blast came down straight into Freeza. "No!" The tyrant cried, but it was too late. The blast incinerated him, leaving nothing left but a huge whole in the floor.

Dabora and Zarbon tried to fly away, but they were attacked by the rest of the Saiyan population, as Kakarott dropped wearily to the ground. It had taken a lot out of him to fire that blast, and though he still had a lot of energy left, he seemed extraordinarily tired. He stared at his people as they destroyed Zarbon and Dabora and smiled.

Then the Saiyans came running over and in an uncharacteristic display of affection hugged and cried over the young Saiyan. He smiled again, and felt as though a great weight had lifted off his shoulders. His purpose seemed to have been fulfilled.