The Worlds Smartest
This Is The Enforcer Speaking,
Thank you, my constant readers. After much delay I give you what I hope to be an incredibly long and yet revealing chapter. If you have reviewed and I didn't get back to you I just want to say thank you, your support means the world to me!
Now…On To The Story!
The War
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Bulma gasped as she dodged another attack from the gigantic Ginyu Force solider. He was strong but that wasn't the entire issue. Part of the problem was his pain tolerance; it didn't seem to matter what she did to him it didn't slow him down. Blood ran down her face from a cut above her eye. Wiping it away she winced at the pain in her arm. In a last-ditch effort to slow him down Bulma had unleashed a massive Ki attack. Only to watch the dust clear to reveal a relatively unharmed Recoome. He was, by all appearances, indestructible.
Bulma needed to keep him occupied until one of the other elite could come help her. The problem was they were all just as busy fighting the rest of Frieza's elite soldiers. Until they polished one off, she was on her own.
"Alright! Good warm up." He laughed darkly.
Warm up? Bulma's eye twitched. She'd blown his armor off of him for God's sake. Clearly that wasn't going to be enough to deter the fighter. She hadn't even bothered drawing her blades, she'd never be able to pierce his skin unless she could catch him off guard. With a roar Recoome launched his massive body at her, he moved faster than she'd expected.
The knee to the face came as a shock.
Ears ringing Bulma flew through the air, stunned, and plowed into the ground. Chunks of dirt and concrete exploded around her. Hearing the approach of Recoome Bulma kept her eyes clinched shut, playing opossum.
A meaty hand pulled her out of the crater by her ankle. She let herself hang limp as he held her upside down.
"Hey, you haven't gone and kicked the bucket on my already have? Things were just getting interesting." He shook her.
Bulma hit him full in the face with a Ki blast.
Recoome released her as he flew backwards. Hitting the ground hard Bulma clenched her teeth against the impact. Her already bruised body screaming in protest at the mistreatment. Eyes searching Bulma caught a glimpse of Kakarot and Bardock battling with both Burter and Jeice. The pair were fast, zooming around in tight circles, Bardock appeared to be having difficulty following the movements but Kakarot, well he didn't seem concerned at all. Toma and Zuc had their hands full with Zarbon, unfortunately her faithful guards were getting their asses kicked. She couldn't find Piccolo or Krillin, but their energy signatures were in close contact with another more powerful one. They were in trouble if something didn't change soon.
"Oh, now I'm seriously gonna rub you out." The deep, cave man, voice drew Bulma's attention back to the immediate problem. Struggling to her feet Bulma clutched her left arm as it twitched painfully. Recoome pranced around in front of her prattling on about something or another until Bulma snapped.
"Just get on with it will you."
Baring his teeth at her the brute replied, "Time to witness my Eraser Gun."
Throwing up her Ki shield Bulma braced herself for the attack as he opened his mouth and purple energy began to glow there. Too late she realized the attack was going to be too much for her to handle.
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The King of All Saiyan's watched as Frieza slowly rose out of the still looming cloud of dirt and debris. A trail of pink blood ran from the corner of his mouth and the entire tip of his tail was missing but he appeared otherwise unharmed. Damn it.
Frieza frowned down at Vegeta. Crossing his arms, he glared. "That was not amusing."
"I'm just getting started." Vegeta powered up in a burst of energy before launching himself at Frieza again.
Failure was not an option. Fueled by rage his Ki shot up higher than it ever had before. Frieza would not take his home from him, would not take his mate from him, he had to win. Colliding mid-air Vegeta sped around the lizard, trying to use is smaller size and speed to his advantage but no matter how fast he moved Frieza moved faster. Frieza landed a kick that plowed him down into the surface of the moon.
Rebounding from the impact Vegeta looked up just in time to see Frieza forming a red Ki blast in his palm, the light casting a horrible red glow across everything in site. Digging his heels in Vegeta braced himself for the attack. The Ki blast came hurling at him.
Enraged he reached for more power and batted the attack back at Frieza. The ease with which he deflected the Ki ball startled him, but he didn't have time to marvel over his success. With a shout he formed another attack to add to the returning volley and watched them both engulf the monster.
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"That's enough."
Kakarot appeared behind Recoome, smashing him in the back of the head hard enough to slam his entire upper body into the ground. The giant purple Ki blast shot wide and would have plowed into a stretch of the city except Bardock appeared in front of it, redirecting it up and away were it shot off into a mountain range.
"Are you okay?" Kakarot didn't look at her as he asked. His eyes were focused off on a fight a little distance away, Piccolo and Krillin's from what she could feel.
"Yes, just peachy." Bulma gave him the okay sign as she caught her breath.
A chill went up her spine as his eyes shift to her, only his eyes, the look sharp. "Don't do something like that again."
Hand going to her stomach Bulma nodded. That blast would have killed her, she should have known better than try to catch that thing, but she wanted so badly to help. She'd wanted to defend the planet with her life but in that brief moment where she realized she would be ending her son's life as well she felt her priorities shift.
"I won't be." She vowed. Nodding he shot off in the direction of the other fight.
A groan drew her attention to the downed Recoome. Moaning he lifted his head and spit his teeth out onto the ground. Growling Bulma unsheathed her long sword. She charged the blade with Ki as she stalked over to him.
She raised the blade two handed over her head.
"Bulma what are you doing?" She looked up to see Yamcha. Someone she never would have expected to see still standing on this planet. "He's down. He can't defend himself now."
"No." Bulma brought the blade down hard, sliding it through his back, between his ribs and into where a heart should be. He screamed but didn't die. Fine then, Bulma pulled the sword out and separated his head from his shoulders. "Now he's down."
"I thought I could help you escape, in the chaos but," He took a step back from her. "You really are just like them."
"You shouldn't be here. You're human."
Shifting her gaze away from him Bulma tried to pinpoint who need help the most. Probably Toma and Zuc. Zarbon was a powerful motherfucker and her boys were struggling.
"You're human too."
Bulma felt for that part of her where her beast lay. Felt it stir in interest at the bloodshed. Even her strength wasn't that of a human's anymore. Looking over at him Bulma finally admitted something that she'd been denying
"Not exactly."
"Then just what are you?"
"Something more."
She shot off into the sky heading to a more important battle than that with Yamcha. He called after her but Bulma didn't hear his words. Didn't care what they were because they wouldn't change anything. She'd chosen her side.
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Even before the smoke cleared Vegeta new Frieza lived. The lizard shook with rage as he lowered his arms from his face. A stalemate. They both knew it.
"I'll let you in on a little secret. This is only the second of my many forms. You see I've only used a small percentage of my power so far but, you're in for a treat. Let me introduce you to my third form."
It really wasn't a secret anymore. They'd had their own spy's after all but Frieza didn't need to know that.
Releasing another series of rapid-fire attacks, he watched as Frieza began glowing red again, signaling the beginnings of the transformation. The Ki blasts surrounded Frieza, obscuring him from site, but Vegeta could feel Frieza's rapidly escalating power.
As Frieza slowly came back into view Vegeta's eyes grew wide at the site before him. Frieza had grown monstrous in size with a long, ugly, head and more armored spikes than before. A shudder went down his spine at the amount of power radiating off of the tyrant. Frieza's power level had easily doubled. He was also larger, much larger, maybe too large?
"Well, what do you think?" Frieza taunted.
"I think you need to shut your mouth Frieza."
"That's Lord Frieza to you."
"I am a King. A lord is of little consequence." Powering up Vegeta raised his fists. "Now are you done with your senseless yammering?"
Frieza laughed, "So, the monkey king is still feeling confident then? Not for long I'm afraid."
The attack came fast but Vegeta was able to track it. Ki blazing around him he shot up into the air avoiding Frieza. His strength amazed him as he spiraled through the sky, avoiding Frieza's attacks. Maybe he had a chance after all? Turning around sharply Vegeta grinned at the wide eye lizard.
"What the-" Frieza didn't get to finish the sentence as Vegeta kicked him square in the face, driving him down back toward the surface of the moon. As Frieza plowed into the ground Vegeta hit him with the Big Bang Attack. The bright yellow Ki ball exploding in a cloud as it struck. Not waiting for Frieza to recover Vegeta reached for more power, more strength, as he hurled another exploding Ki blast at him, and another.
Vegeta never saw the blow coming.
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Toma and Zuc were dead.
The shock of the realization froze Bulma mid-air as she tore through the sky toward her guards. Their Ki signatures winked out of existence one after the other. Like candle flames extinguished forever. How had the tides turned so quickly against them? In truth Bulma knew that even her elite warriors were no match for Frieza's second in command. They'd thought teaming up against the monsters would make the difference. They'd thought wrong.
Bulma found their bodies, broken and bleeding, laying amongst the rubble of the western portion of the city. Looking to the sky Bulma sought out the creature. He was headed off back across the city to his counterpart. Brushing blood and rubble from their faces Bulma closed their eyes, blocking out the vacant black stares and prayed to the Gods for their safe keeping. White hot rage burned inside her as she once again took to the air. So much death already and more surely to come. For what? The whim of a tyrant?
As she flew toward Zarbon Bulma found the bodies of Burter and Jeice, both having been dispatched by Kakarot she assumed. Thankful for two less enemies to fight Bulma approached the fray ahead.
Bardock and Kakarot fought against Dodoria as Krillin and Piccolo took on Zarbon. This left the large and menacing Captain Ginyu. The huge reptilian faced away from her, arms crossed, and watching the battle before him like a show. All he needed was popcorn to look anymore entertained. Suppressing her Ki Bulma dropped to the ground some distance behind him and took cover amongst some rubble. Captain Ginyu was a problem, but he couldn't sense Ki.
The element of surprise would be critical. Her swords whispered as she drew them. Her best opportunity would be to attack if he had a moment of vulnerability. Reality was, no matter how her new instincts screamed at her to fight, to run head long into the fray, she wasn't strong enough to take on any of these soldier's in a fair fight.
Ki blasts exploded around her as Kakarot laid into Dodoria who was currently begging for his life.
"Please. Please have mercy!" Dodoria begged. "If you don't kill me, I'll tell you the real reason Frieza wants to destroy you all."
What? Bulma's eyes shifted to the fight as Kakarot paused his assault. What other reason besides the Saiyan insurrection could there be? As far as they knew Frieza wanted them dead simply because they refused to become his henchmen.
"Start talking."
He could not be serious. I didn't matter what the pink blob said, he needed to die, if Kakarot let him go then he'd continue on with his rampage. No doubt.
"A witch spoke prophecy to him, telling him that a Super Saiyan would be his demise. Frieza wants to eliminate the Saiyan race before you can become a real threat to him. Before one of you can become this Super Saiyan. Seems like a whole lot of nonsense to me but who am I to argue with our Lord?"
"Not very useful information." Bardock cut into the conversation. "Considering you have already attacked us, the reasoning matters not."
"My thoughts exactly." Kakarot concurred.
To her astonishment Bulma felt them powering up. A small grin tugged at her face. Kakarot may have been dropped on his head as a child but ultimately, he was a Saiyan. Through and through. Energy began swirling around them as their Ki skyrocketed. Kakarot's father was no slouch in the power department himself as it turned out.
Backing away Dodoria screamed, "You promised!"
"I don't remember promising anything." Kakarot looked over at Bardock. "Do you?"
"No."
They raised their hands in unison.
Dodoria fled but it was far too late. The great waves of Ki tore through him leaving nothing behind but ash and vapor. Holy shit. They turned to Captain Ginyu who stood gaping at them. He didn't look so entertained now.
Purple veins bulging Ginyu shook with rage as he brought a hand up to his scouter, "Jeice, Burter, come in."
Silence. He tried again. No one answered, and no one ever would.
"No way. No way you killed them all."
"They gave us no choice," Kakarot said.
"I'll kill you for you this." Ginyu powered up. "I'll kill you all!"
He attacked.
Bulma stayed in her spot, waiting, watching, only having to dive out of the way once as one of the Captains attacks tore a trench through the city. The three fighters spun through the air, slammed into the ground and took off again. Bardock took a particularly brutal blow, plummeting into the ground and disappearing from view. His Ki signature weakened but didn't go out. Alive, but perhaps unconscious.
The bloody fight between Kakarot and the Captain escalated until finally Ginyu landed, drawing things to a holt. Blue blood dripped out of a massive wound on his chest, but he was alert. Clutching at the wound he narrowed his eyes at Kakarot who touched down a short distance away. A calculating glint entered his eyes.
Captain Ginyu laughed, "I haven't had a fight like this is some time. It's been a great test of my skill but now it's time for something else. My grand finale."
He began channeling power around himself. The ground shook and debris took flight. Something wasn't right. It didn't feel like he was channeling power into an attack per say. Bulma felt like there was something from his records, something she was forgetting, she started going over everything she'd studied about him. Mind running frantically through her mental filing system. A strange aura grew around him as he flung his arms out, screaming.
Kakarot seemed caught up by the show, eyes wide.
"Oh, shit." The pieces fell into place in Bulma's mind.
The body swap technique. The bastard was going to try taking over Kakarot's body. No matter what that couldn't be allowed to happen. No way. Charging her swords Bulma made her move. It was now or never. Flying through the air as fast as she could Bulma launched herself at his back, swords raised high, body arched, she brought the swords down hard spearing Ginyu from behind.
Ginyu spun hard, dislodging her and swatting her to the ground. He wasn't dead by any means, but her attack had been enough to distract him. The weird magnetic hold of the body change broke and Kakarot looked pissed. Bellowing curses Ginyu reached for the swords but he couldn't get his arms behind him far enough to extricate them.
"Bulma move," Kakarot commanded.
Bulma didn't argue as she scrambled out of the line of fire. Ginyu looked a bit like a pin cushion as he spun and cursed. Reaching for the hilts of her blades. The distraction would prove his end as Kakarot powered up, hitting him with one of the most powerful Ki attacks she'd ever felt, reducing Ginyu to nothing but ash.
Her swords were gone. The realization hit her as Bardock and Kakarot came to her. All she could do was stare at the scorch marked ground as hands patted her down, checked her for injuries.
"The baby feels fine. His Ki is strong." Bardock's words snapped her back to reality. "Are you hurt anywhere we can't see?"
They were only swords, tools, used for their purpose. Lives were more important than things. But they'd been special. A gift to her from Vegeta. Gone forever.
"I'm fine." She grimaced. "How's the fight with Zarbon going over there?"
"They need help."
"Let's go." Bulma took flight.
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Foot soldiers fought all throughout the city, but they were slowly being beat back by Vegeta's army and those who tried to flee to freedom found their way barred by the shield system. Small away ships exploded in bright displays as they flew full speed into the shield.
"What have you done?" Zarbon asked, voice deeper in his reptilian form.
He watched as Frieza's army turned from fighting the Saiyan's and freedmen to attacking the shield that kept them trapped on the surface.
Bulma leveled him with her gaze, "Outsmarted you."
Not wanting to get grabbed Bulma stayed well out of reach of Frieza's second. With both of her swords gone and no chance of surprise Zarbon was clearly beyond her abelites.
"You're all so weak. None of you has a power level over a thousand. How could you possibly have killed everyone?"
"Scouters are really quite unreliable." Bulma smiled toothily at Zarbon. Flying back a bit further Bulma crossed her arms. "Take him out."
Her warriors attacked.
Zarbon ran.
But he didn't stand a chance.
The big reptilian found himself trapped, both arms pinned wide by Bardock and Kakarot. Krillin hung from his neck. With little fanfare Piccolo finished the job, punching his fist through Zarbon's middle, destroying organs and spine along the way.
Bulma never got to see how the battle ended.
Pain lanced her chest and she dropped mid-air from the shock, nearly plummeting to the ground. Pulling herself from the free fall, mere feet from the surface, she checked herself for new injuries, but there were none. Panting through the pain Bulma forced herself to focus. What was going on?
Vegeta. Vegeta had been injured. Hand flying to her scouter Bulma keyed into his transmission but received only silence in return. He wasn't dead. She'd know if he was dead.
Another blast of pain took her through the knee. This time she did hit the ground. Fear, more than pain, paralyzed her as she lay there. He was losing. What was she supposed to do? What could she do?
Digging the capsule out of her chest plate Bulma stared at it. She was going to do what she had to do. The button clicked as she pressed it and the capsule bounced twice as she threw it a safe distance away. With a bang the ship appeared.
Another shot of pain stabbed through her, this time it was her side, and she grabbed it instinctively. Fear shot through her. Not just her own but his. The barriers between them failing with his injuries. Dirt gritted under her gloved hands as Bulma forced herself to stand. No one notice her until she was already halfway up the ramp of the ship.
"My Queen, this is madness." She could have choked on Bardock's disapproval, it was so thick. Others landed swiftly behind him, their boot falls sounding on the ramp as they came up behind her.
Thoughtlessly Bulma slid her final blade out of its sheath and turned, "Try to stop me."
"You think that'll stop us from keeping you here?" Krillin asked.
"Good point." Bulma turned the blade on herself. "Next question?"
The group groaned in unison.
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"Strap yourselves in." Bulma dropped into her pilots' seat. Her harness locking in place as she keyed in the start sequence. They shot off the ground just as Bardock slid into the copilot's chair. His harness came down just in time. Bulma took control of the ships steering, spun them in a sharp one eighty and then shot forward.
Thumps and screams sounded out from behind her as the clearly unstrapped in passengers got thrown around but Bulma didn't slow down. Zipping through the air she needed to focus on escaping the immediate area without being directly noticed. Flying close the terrain she moved the ship rapidly away from the city.
"Where did you learn to fly like this?" Bardock had a white-knuckle grip on the edge of his seat.
Tree tops brushed the underside of the jet. "Had to do something in my spare time," Bulma gritted out. "Hold on."
They'd gone beyond the edge of the city so she pulled them up into a near vertical assent, spinning sharply on the axis of the ship they made for the atmosphere. More slamming noises came from the cargo area.
Bardock looked over at her, "What about the shield?"
"She's got a device on her that'll let us slip through."
Ignoring the continued protests from behind her Bulma prayed the device worked or this was going to be a really short trip, but she had no choice. She had to go to her mate. Something inside her drove her to him, told her he needed her. It didn't make sense but nothing in her life made sense in more. Putting more speed behind the ship Bulma closed her eyes as they sped toward the shield.
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Vegeta lay in crater, bleeding, nearly broken but not quite. Frieza was blabbing on about how weak he was, how the monkey prince would crumble beneath his feet. But very little of it registered, he'd tuned it out, his thoughts wondering to his mate, his planet. All of those he was failing. How had they ever truly thought to defeat this creature? This thing who cared for naught but destruction.
"Are you even listening to me?" Frieza whined.
Rolling his eyes Vegeta pushed himself up to a sitting position. "Are you trying to talk me to death?"
It was a valid question. With the amount of blood leaking out of him he could bleed out while Frieza monologed. Frieza glared at him as though slapped. The distorted feature of his face drawing into a frown. With gritted teeth Vegeta pushed himself to his feet. Perhaps, he could destroy Frieza with a technique he had hoped to avoid because it would surely mean his death whether or not it actually succeeded in killing the tyrant he would never know because it was a self-destruction of sorts. He just needed Frieza to keep talking while he drew on the last reserves of his strength.
"What exactly do you hope to gain by destroying us?" Vegeta asked as he began banking his energy.
"Universal supremacy of course. There is more in the cosmos to be had than your simple mind could ever dream of." He cackled before continuing, "I will rule over everything. I will even take over that pathetic mudball of a planet your Queen is from just for good measure. Everyone will learn to fear me, and you-" A giant Ki blast hit Frieza. The lizard flew, screeching, across the moon followed by a ship that hit belly first. It skittered and bumped along before coming to a holt just short of a precipice.
Vegeta lost his focus and his power level dropped back off, "What the fuck?"
He felt them before he saw them. Kakarot, Bardock, Krillin and Piccolo dropped neatly to the surface beside him. Why were they there? They needed to be on his planet, protecting his mate. That was when Bulma emerged from the ship, walking down the ramp as though pained. His legs went out from under him. No. She couldn't be there, shouldn't be there. His knees hit the ground.
"Why are you here?" He roared. Then she was there, arms encircling him, kneeling with him. Grabbing her he shook her, "Why can I not feel you?"
"Because I'm shielding from you as hard as I can, because you need me, and you need them. They weren't going anywhere except for where I went, so I brought them to you. Now, on your feet."
With gritted teeth Vegeta allowed her to drag his weight up with her. Shame coated him at his weakness, at his utter need to lean against her. Tears streaked down her face as she looked over his wounds. She pressed her small hands against the worst of them. Tried to stop the flow of blood.
"You need to leave." In his current state he was not any good to any of them. He swayed against his mate, but she held him firm. Kept him on his feet. Her strength astounded him. How far she'd come from where she'd been. He touched her face and whispered, "I am proud of you."
"You're not going to die." Bulma jostled him. "Idiot."
"Here." A green fist appeared before him. "Take this."
It was the Namekian. While Vegeta was still trying to figure out what Piccolo was up to his mate already held out her hand and he'd dropped something into it.
"What's this?" She held up a small green bean.
"A Senzu bean. Long story short it will heal him and restore his health. Eat it now before Frieza comes back." The Namekian growled.
"I do not need some stupid magic bean."
"Yes. You do."
Vegeta glared at the offending bean. Loath to admit his weakness but as blood continued leaking from between his mates fingers it was obvious needed help. As though sensing his concession Bulma held the Senzu been out to him. He took it, eyed it briefly before eating it. It crunched between his death. Bulma continued on talking with green man as he explained how he'd hidden them away in his clothes during his capture.
"I only had two on me at the time." Meaning there was only one left. "If we ever get back to Earth, I can get you more."
As the slightly bitter bean hit his tongue Vegeta's eyes went wide. Energy spiked through him. The pain receded. He swallowed. Marveling as his wounds closed, his Ki soared. It felt like he'd spent hours in a regeneration tank. Taking his weight back off of his mate he examined his wounds. Healed. Like new. Not even a scar.
"You're even stronger than before." Piccolo eyed him. "How is that possible?"
"That's because he almost died." All eyes went to Krillin and he shrugged as though to say, oops. Honestly, at this point what did it matter if the alien knew.
"Just in time too." Kakarot stared off into the distance.
"What of the battle below?" Vegeta asked.
"The Ginyu force, Dodoria and Zarbon are all dead. Our army has the upper hand with the rest." Bulma reported.
"How?"
"Teamwork but mostly him." She gestured to Kakarot.
An immense power broke up their discussion. The Ki cutting sharply through all of them. Razor sharp. Frieza was angry. He came flying back into view as lightening cracked above him. His huge form shinny against the backdrop of space. When he landed, he hit with so much power the ground shook. Pale pink blood oozed from him in several places and he fumed. Vegeta stepped quickly in front of Bulma. Blocking her from view.
"That actually hurt." He whipped a clawed hand across his face and waved his disfigured tale. "Not very sporting teaming up on me that way. So, as a reward I will treat you to a once in a lifetime show. My final form."
"Not good," Bulma whispered.
Frieza cackled and then began screaming as his body erupted into the glowing power that signaled his next transformation. It would also mean he stayed somewhat distracted for the next minute or two.
Whipping around Vegeta grabbed his mates' arms, "Run. Hide. He cannot sense Ki and his scouters been destroyed. No matter what happens you stay out of site. Stay hidden. I cannot fight him and protect you. GO!"
She hesitated. He could see the refusal on her face. Terror rocked him. If she stayed long enough for Frieza to realize she was there he would go for her first. So loyal, she was so very loyal to him. Proud and strong. Everything he'd ever needed. She'd saved him, again. Realization struck him.
He took her face between his hands. "I love you."
Despite everything happening around her she gifted him with a bright smile at his words, her happiness striking him like a cord, but before she could say whatever was on the tip of her tongue he continued, "And I am sorry."
The small jolt of Ki took her by surprise. Her eyes widened briefly before dropping. She sagged in his arms. Turning to Krillin he called out for the small Saiyan.
"Take her. Take her and keep her hidden. There is no time to make it to a ship. Frieza would notice and destroy it." He lay his mate gently into the arms of the loyal warrior. "Go now."
Just as he had hoped Krillin did not argue with him but simply did as ordered. Fleeing across the moon in the opposite direction. Just in time too as Frieza's third form shattered in an explosion of light to reveal his true form.
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A/N: This chapter pushed me to my limits of trying to write this fic. For truth, I spend a lot of time researching power levels, techniques, rewatching fight scenes etc. So I really hope this chapters is alright. There was just so much battle to get through. And more to come. I hope it is interesting and keeps you all happy. Thank you again to my constant readers and please take a moment to review if you have the time. Lots of love.
~The Enforcer
