-1Arms Of The Angel
Chappie 8
Frieza's Dead!
By
Bulma
-Frieza!-
"Who are you!" Frieza demanded as he gazed at the boy who had his wrist. "I am nobody that you need to know. Because in 2 seconds, I'll blast your ass all the way to 'Other World'." Trunks vowed. "What?" PUNCH! With a firm grip, he grabbed Frieza's tail and punched him in the face, sending him flying into the wall as Trunks held onto his limp tail in hand. Frieza screamed in pain from his lost appendage, the throbbing in his left cheek that cratered into his skull and that perhaps had broken his back by the force of impact of hitting the steel wall.
Frieza fell to the floor, unable to get up. Trunks towered over him with a solemn gaze that struck the soon-to-be abuser with such fear. "Tell me, how does it feel to be the one to be lying on the ground helpless, unable to do anything and at the mercy of myself?" Trunks hissed. "Bloody Saiyan, you don't know whom you are messing with!" Frieza bellowed. Trunks powered with a ki in hand as he aimed it directly at Frieza's heart. Frieza stared dead into Trunks' eyes. "Oh, but I do. I know exactly whom I am dealing with! But Frieza, this time around, I will prevent you from taking an innocent CHILD from his parents and molding him to what you wanted him to be!" With that said, Trunks shot him.
As Frieza laid dead at Trunks' feet, he turned to see his mission tied up and the shit beaten out of. "Well, well, well if it isn't the great rival of mine in the future?" Trunks smirked. "Fuck you Trunks! You're a coward!" "Oh? Am I? Fine, I'll leave your sorry ass to rot since that is the thanks I get!" Trunks scoff. "Bastard…" Venux hissed. Gods she hated Trunks with more than a passion.
"All you have to do is say 'Thank You'. Then I will gladly take you out of here with your friend Andrea to a safe place." Trunks told her. "Fine…Thank you…" "Good." Trunks moved away from the doorway and walked to her. He knelt down and broken her restrains. He wasted no time in picking her up and then leading her to safety.
-3 Hours Later!-
-Kold's Throne Room!-
Kold looked grimly at the ground. Only 3 hours ago, disaster struck his family. Apparently, 2 undetected Saiyans snuck a board the ship and assaulted his 2 sons. The oldest, Cooler, was sent to the Regan tanks in the infirmary, while the youngest, Frieza, was dismembered at the tail, face caved in, and killed to the blast to the heart. Kold's heavy heart was more than enough for him to bare. He didn't know who had done these crimes, but he would see to it personally that they were given a slow death by none other than himself.
F. Frieza sat by his Father's side as he comforted him. If this Ice-jin, out of his entire being, ever cared about anyone or anything, it would be his own Father and Brother, Cooler. "Father, I will not let the death of my younger self or the beatings of Cooler be in vain. I will help you track down the assigns and seek revenge!" F. Frieza told is Father. Kold looked at his future Son's face and smiled At least he had him now. He reached a hand out and patted his future son on the shoulder. " I am grateful." he let out a small, barely detectable smile.
However, the moment was short lived as a scrawny scientist slave interrupted them. "Sires, I come baring news of the events earlier today." he spoke. He handed his King a Molina folder. "The one that had beaten Prince Cooler was Koji Tajuna. He is Prince Vegeta's personal 1st class royal guard. However, the 2ed one only started being Prince Vegeta's royal guard today. All we have is a name and picture. The rest is unknown.," the slave said handing him the other folder.
F. Frieza took a look and about had a stroke. "No…" he breathed. Both the King and the slave looked at him rather confused. "Leave us!" demanded F. Frieza. The slave bowed and left. "What is the meaning of this?" asked King Kold. "Father, we have a rather complicated situation on our hands. Take a good look at this picture. Who does he remind you of?" F. Frieza asked. King Kold's eyes grew wide. "He looks like that filthy Prince Vegeta of the monkeys!" " That is because that is my most prized possession slave, Prince Trunks Vegeta Briefs. He must have escaped somehow in the future to the past and found his Father! Your war is in great jeopardy! Do you even know what is this is gonna do to us if we do not get rid of him!" F. Frieza cried.
King Kold shook his head no. "We will lose this war and most certainly our lives!" F. Frieza stated. "Then we need to act fast." "No, we need to get to his Mother first before they do. We find her, we will live to see our victory." "But her friends…" "Father! We don't' need them! We need her! Double the troops and search parties! We will not rest until we have her!" "Hai."
C'ya
Bulma
P.S. MOMENT OF ZEN!
I'm really starting to identify my self as the new Sailor Moon enemy, "Gay Bastard": the world's greatest Negaverse space villain. Together with my partner in crime RED SKULL, we will rule the Mooniverse with an iron dildoe.
-Gay Bastard! (All ready I know I'm gonna get flamed for my story cuz I said that but what the fuck. Only one person reviews! Vamp. 0-6! Unless people review I start flaming other shit…or not…Just review peoples! Not that hard!)
Matt Say: Say what?