Whoa! After a week, there's already another update? It's crazy! Well what can I say? I was on a roll and managed to finish this chapter in a few days, so hopefully it's like a good gift for those of you who thought you'd have to wait a month or two. So ENJOY!"

"No one shall escape my wrath."

"Lord Frieza!" The sound of Captain Ginyu's voice cut off Frieza's attack. Frieza moaned in apoplectic annoyance and shouted back to Ginyu, "What is it? I'm in the middle of something!"

Captain Ginyu nervously tensed for a moment, but quickly mustered up the courage to tell Frieza the important discovery. "I've just received an urgent message from Zarbon! He says one of the footsoldiers may have found someone who could grant you immortality!"

Frieza's eyes became as wide as saucers, and the other fighters were instantly forgotten. Frieza flew down and grasped Ginyu by his shoulders. "Tell me where they are!"

Captain Ginyu looked off at the escaping heroes and then back at Frieza. "But sir, don't you want to finish off the hero-"

Frieza angrily shook his head. "They've already lost! And besides, I've far surpassed any measly power they currently possess. They no longer pose any sort of threat! Besides, you and your men can track them with your scouters." Frieza's grasp on the captain's shoulders tightened, and he frantically shouted, "Now give me the coordinates!"

"Of course. Here." Captain Ginyu scrambled to remove his scouter and quickly gave it to Frieza. "I've locked in the coordinates onto the scouter. They're a few thousand miles away from our current location, so the trip should take about half an hour, maybe mo-"

Frieza's ki sparked to life around him, and he skyrocketed off to the location of the coordinates before Captain Ginyu could finish.

Frieza's excitement burst forth, and his glee was more present than ever before. It was as if fate had extended its hand out and given him these amazing gifts one after another. "I can't believe it!" Frieza was more hopped up than a kid on Easter candy. "Imagine my luck! First I get this amazing power and completely break Saitama, and out of the blues, my wildest dreams could possibly come to fruition! Whatever God is on my side, I am grateful for your support! At last, the mighty Frieza shall be blessed with immortality!"

Dozens of footsoldiers were broken, moaning and groaning in agony. The damage they'd taken had been severe, and some of them had even been killed. Only a few managed to remain unscathed, and they were all anxiously awaiting the arrival of their master, who was due to arrive shortly.

Zarbon was among the unharmed soldiers, and he was standing victorious over his opponent: Zombieman. His enemy-turned-ally, Armored Gorilla, has a massive hole in his chest and was lying defeated on the wall, right beside the good Dr. Genus, who was unharmed.

"Look! Up there!" One of the footsoldiers pointed to the sky, taking note of a dark figure coming into view. The figure came it at amazing speeds, and in less than a few seconds, he went from a dot in the sky to standing right in front of them. But... this didn't look like Lord Frieza. The soldiers looked at each other, uncertain of who this stranger was.

"You fools!" shouted Zarbon, "This is Lord Frieza!" The soldiers all felt there hearts jump up to their mouths; in less than a second, they straightened themselves and bowed down to their master.

"Our deepest apologies! We just didn't recognize you with your... bulkier appearance."

"Understandable." Frieza walked past his soldiers and towards Zarbon, who was also bowing to his master.

"I was wondering where you were," said Frieza.

"I apologize for leaving so abruptly, but there was an urgent call, and I didn't want to interrupt your battle," replied Zarbon, being sure to be as polite and humble as possible.

"So what exactly happened here?"

"Well..."

Zarbon soared through the air to answer the distress call. As he passed the populated cities, he noticed there were monsters destroying the cities and attacking citizens. There were some heroes fighting the monsters, but most of them were one-sided.

"It appears these Earthlings really have their hands full..." Zarbons scouter beeped, telling him his destination was in 3 miles.

"Now where are they..." Zarbon surveyed the land below him, when he spotted a large fight breaking out. He squinted, and realized many of the fighters had Frieza Force armor. "That has to be it!" Zarbon's ki glared to life, and within seconds, he landed at the site of conflict.

"Oh my..." This was all Zarbon could say as he watched what was happening: more than half of the soldiers were trying to fend off a giant armored machine and failing miserably, and a smaller group was in combat with a man. The man had black hair, pale skin, and a katana in his hand.

"Zarbon!"

One of the soldiers came sprinting to his side. He was clutching his left arm, and his right eye was badly bruised. "Thank god you're here!"

"What's going on?"

"Were being hammered! That robot ape has barely let up, and half of our forces have been knocked out! He has to have a power level of at least 15,000! And the other one has regenerative abilities that allow him to recover from any attacks we lay on him!"

"I see..." Zarbon pushed the soldier aside and began walking into the battle. "I can handle this, no problem. But just to be on the safe side..." Zarbon bulked up and transformed into his powered up state. If he learned anything from watching these last several battles, it's that the inhabitants of Earth were full of surprises.

Zarbon dashed up to Armored Gorilla, taking him by surprise and landing a point-blank energy attack. The might cyborg staggered, but quickly recovered and looked up at the one who had attacked him. He then lifted his right arm and swung his right arm; but shockingly, Zarbon catched it with almost no effort, eliciting a gasp from the gorilla.

"Heh..." Zarbon went on the offensive and landed several punches, their speed being much faster than what Armored Gorilla could track. Zarbon then performed a front kick that struck Armored Gorilla's chin, causing him to fly up into the air. But just before he landed on the ground, Zarbon went beneath him and caught him.

"How weak..." Zarbon tossed Armored Gorilla and slammed him into the wall. Then, for the final touch, he extended his palm and fired his Elegant Blaster. The orange energy beam pierced right through the gorilla's armor and went out the other side, destroying the building behind him in the process. Zarbon grinned. "One down, one to go..."

Zombieman's katana was drenched in blood as he sliced and hacked through the Frieza Force soldiers. He was confident the battle would be over in about 30 seconds, but he hadn't counted on a huge, monstrous beat coming in and punching him in the stomach. The undead hero yelled, some saliva pouring out of his mouth as he did.

"What? Who the hell are you?" said Zombieman, "Where did you come from?"

"I'm one of the elite henchmen of Lord Frieza," replied Zarbon, "I received word the footsoldiers we're having a tough time against you and your friend, so I decided to care of it myself!" Zarbon grabbed Zombieman's face and fired an energy beam, scorching his face. The hero staggered back and revealed his charred black face. Yet it began to change: in seconds, the dead skin was regenerating, replacing the dead skin cells with new skin cells.

"My my, it appears your regenerative abilities weren't a lie after all," said Zarbon, "But it will take more than regeneration if you have any hope of defeating me."

Zombieman's eyes hardened, and he sliced Zarbon with his katana. But the monster caught it with only two fingers. "What?" Zombieman swirled his sword and attempted to strike Zarbon multiple times, but every single time. Zarbon intercepted the sword like it was just a plastic stick.

"How weak!" Zarbon snapped the katana in half and threw the piece he had in his hand at Zombieman's head; his head was split down the middle, and the piece Zarbon threw was lodged deep into the ground. "Your physical abilities are adequate at best! But you're not dealing with an adequate fighter!" Zarbon fired a volley of energy blasts, which left deep wounds in Zombieman's skin and left smoke rising in the places they landed. Zarbon flew forward and ruthlessly best Zombieman with nothing but pure killing intent. Zombieman's regeneration was unfortunately too slow to heal all the damage Zarbon was dealing, so he could do nothing while Zarbon pulverized him. "HHAAAHHH!" Zarbon barreled his fist through Zombieman's chest; the undead hero gasped when he felt Zarbons hand go straight through him. Zarbon took his hand out and fired his Elegant Blaster straight through the wound hole.

"AAAAHHHHH!" Zombieman fell to the ground broken, bruised and defenseless. Zarbon slowly walked until he was directly above him and stomped hard on his chest wound, causing the hero to yell in pain. "Let's see how long it takes you to regenerate from this!" Zarbon took hold of Zombieman's right arm and with a mighty pull, he tore Zombieman's arm clean off. The hero screamed, while the villain laughed.

Suddenly, the door of a building flew open, and two Frieza soldiers were holding a man with long black hair and a white sweatshirt hostage.

"Who is this?" said Zarbon, who had reverted back to his regular state.

"This is the man who is going to make Lord Frieza immortal."

"So after that, I contacted Captain Ginyu to tell you about the news while we kept watch over these three. So far they haven't said a word."

"I see. And who exactly made this discovery?"

"We did." Two Frieza soldiers who were watching over Dr. Genus and Armored Gorilla spoke up.

"And who exactly are you?"

The soldier with the purple skin spoke first. "My name is Karmath, and this is my partner Orlen. We were trailing that man," Karmath pointed to Zombieman, "Because he was acting very oddly. It was then we found out he was a test subject made by a mad scientist in an attempt to create an immortal being. He is the scientist." Karmath pointed to the man with black hair and the glasses.

"Interesting..." Frieza walked up to this man and bent his knees down. "I'm sorry for all the trouble my men have caused you," said Frieza, flashing a smile and acting very polite. "I must inquire: who are you exactly?"

"Don't tell him anything!" screamed Zombieman. Frieza scowled and turned to Zombieman, firing a Death Beam that blasted his mouth and most of his nose clean off his face.

"As I was saying..." Frieza turned back to Dr. Genus. "Who are you? What is your name?"

The good doctor nervously gulped. "My name is Dr. Genus," he said, "I am the creator of the House of Evolution, a disbanded organization dedicated to humanity's evolution. Subject 66 was my first success of the immortality project."

"How advanced are his regenerative abilities?"

"I've seen them firsthand," interjected Zarbon, "They are advanced, but they aren't instantaneous. For instance, I tore his arm off, and it took 15 minutes for it to grow back."

Frieza took this information in with burgeoning interest. While Frieza did indeed have a certain extent of regenerative abilities and extended longevity, his regeneration was very limited and would only be effective when he transformed. "A little on the slow side, but still not terrible. Now, Dr. Genus." Frieza's face turned back to Dr. Genus, and he gave him another very warm-hearted smile.

"Yes?"

"Would it perhaps be possible to make me immortal?"

"What?"

"Theoretically speaking, could it be done?"

"I'm not sure. I was able to restore my youth by altering my genetic code, but I don't think I can manipulate your DNA to make you immortal. I don't believe it can be done"

"Can't you at least try?"

This didn't sit right with Dr. Genus. He heard of what Subject 66 had said about the threat to humanity, and given the evidence before him, he was pretty sure this Frieza character was the impending threat to humanity. Not only that, he could see Frieza's desperation for immortality. He attempted to hide it through his charming charisma and kind words, but Dr. Genus could see right through it, the voracious lust this lizard had for the prospect of eternal life. He was quite sure this character would stomp on the lives of millions of lives and eradicates countless civilizations to get what he wanted, and after everything he'd learned and his personal evolution, he refused to stoop to assisting this monster.

"No." Upon hearing Dr. Genus' fierce rejection, Frieza's smile instantly faltered, and his hands tightened into fists.

"Is that so..." The tone in which he spoke was soft and measured, but it wouldn't be for long. Frieza grabbed Dr. Genus by the neck with his and began choking him. The doctor frantically tried to break free, but it was pointless.

Frieza stared into the eyes of the mad scientist to see the fear building up. "You're on the clock; this is the softest grip I can use, and already your face is turning red. I'd say you only have a few seconds before your neck snaps." The lizard's patience finally crossed its limit, and he furiously shouted, "Now comply or die!"

The good doctor ferociously stared at Frieza, suddenly filled with the determination not to concede. So with the last of his strength, he showed Frieza his middle finger and mouthed the words, "I choose to die."

Frieza snapped. "Wretched, insignificant-"

"Stop." A voice rang inside of Frieza's head, stopping him before he could make any reckless actions. "No need to break this man's neck," said the voice, "I believe I may be of assistance."

"Who is this?" Frieza thought these words, assuming they would reach out to whatever was contacting him. In an instant, the Space Emperor's entire body jerked up, and his eyes bulged. Frieza felt his spirit being transported out of his body, like he was flying out into the cosmos. For a moment, everything was black. Then, the setting began to change. In a few seconds, a landscape began to form all around him. In all directions stretched a field of yellow daises as far as the eye could see, with beautiful golden petals decorated on each and every one of them. Up above him was a blood red sky that gave the setting a tone of eeriness, as if some sort of terrible apocalypse was just seconds away from destroying this entire valley.

As he continued to observe the landscape around him, he stopped dead in his tracks. Standing in front of him was a massive creature. Its entire body was covered with a layer of bones and flesh, making it appear as if it was pulled inside out. Even his very face was just a blank slate, devoid of any life.

"Greetings, Frieza." The creature's voice was like a piercing blade, something that would unnerve beings of weak minds, but for Frieza, it was but a casual tone.

"Who might you be?" inquired Frieza, "And why have you brought me here?"

"I am a watcher, surveying your dimension and observing all of the events taking place. I've been watching you ever since you arrived on Earth, and I must say, you have exceeded my expectations. Through sheer willpower and your innate strength, you've managed to attain tremendous power far surpassing anything any mortal has attained thus far."

"I'm aware," replied Frieza.

"I've been waiting until the opportune moment to speak to you in person, so once you defeated Saitama and made your way to Dr. Genus, I thought the time was right to offer up my services."

"Why would you possibly want to help me?"

The bony creature put his hands behind his back and craned his head down to Frieza. "I was a former inhabitant of Planet Earth, banished by the human race to this parallel dimension to spend eternity in isolation. Since that day, I've attempted to exterminate the human race and save this planet from their terrible actions by using the primordial magic in this dimension, but have found little success."

"Why not? Spare for a few acceptably strong insects here and there, it can't be that much of a hassle."

"As you've already witnessed, that infuriating man Saitama possesses unbelievable power that I am unable to surpass. I thought my hopes of destroying him had all but vanished, but then you came along! Your newly acquired strength has already made easy work of him, and now that he is out of the way, there is nothing left standing in the way of this planet's salvation."

"I see, I see..." Frieza found little relevance nor care in this creature's sob story, and decided to change the subject to something that would actually benefit him. "You mentioned before that you could assist me."

"Yes; I have the ability of mind incursion, and can bend the minds of men to my will."

"So you're saying you could control that scidntist to work for me."

"Indeed I could."

Frieza broke into a fit of joy. "Outstanding!"

"However..." The sudden change of tone in the creature's voice caused Frieza's joy to quickly diminish, and the Space Emperor put on a more serious face. "I expect something in return."

"And that is?"

"In exchange for my cooperation, you shall not consume any resources of this planet and you shall not destroy any more of this planet's bountiful lands. The planet has already lost enough."

The Space Emperor was displeased at this creature's demanding tone. Someone like himself so high up in the universe's pecking order would not be talked down to or forced into compliance. "Have you any inkling in that head of yours who you're speaking to? The Emperor of the Universe will not be bargained with! I will do as I please, and if you have a problem with that." Frieza lifted his hand up and prepared an orange energy ball to fire at the creature. However, the creature did not seem alarmed at Frieza's threats. "Your attacks cannot harm me in this dimension. In here, I am invulnerable!" Frieza snarled and fired the energy ball, but the attack went right through the creature's body.

"You should be warned: I am not one to be trifled with. You have already seen the power of one of my subordinates: Homeless Emperor." Frieza recalled the warrior who went by that name, and from what he remembered, his power level was above his own elite force and most of the members of the Ginyu Force. The creature went on. "And that was just a fraction of what I'm truly capable of. If I so wished, I could warp your mind, toy with it until your sanity is hanging on a thread!" The creature had no intention of telling Frieza that after his massive power-up, he had become immune to any of his spells or mind incursions. No, this little secret helped him maintain the edge in this arrangement.

Frieza's face softened slightly as he pondered his words. It this creature was as powerful as he claimed, and he indeed had the power to unhinge his mind, then it would be foolish to test him. Besides, what he was demanding wasn't such a hindrance to any of his plans; the plentiful warriors on this planet gave him enough benefits, and he had ample resources from other planets, so it wasn't like he was desperate for supplies.

Frieza sighed in exasperation, pinching the bridge of his nose as he sighed, and said, "Very well. I'll adhere to your conditions, but if you fail to make good on your promise, I will do as I please with this mudball planet."

"Very well. You may do what you please with the human cities. If anything, I encourage you to level them off the place of the planet. Now then..." The bony creature unfolded his arms from behind him and snapped his fingers. "Dr. Genus is now under your control. Now return and finish wiping the scum off of this planet." As soon as he finished his sentence, Frieza felt his conscious being ripped out of the creature's world and warped back into his reality. His eyes adjusted back to his reality. All around him, his soldiers were surrounding him, looking in concern. Frieza didn't understand why this was, but then he realized he was lying on the ground.

"My Lord!" Zarbon hovered over his master in dear concern. "Are you alright?"

"Calm yourself, Zarbon." Frieza placed his palms on the ground and briskly pushed himself up off of the ground. His soldiers immediately backed away to give their master space. "I'm fine. How long was I on the ground?"

"About half a minute," replied one of the Frieza soldiers. "What happened?"

"I had a... close encounter." The Frieza Force soldiers didn't understand what their master meant, but they figured further prying wouldn't do them any good, so they kept their mouths shut.

"Lord Frieza!" Karmath alerted his master. "Something's happening to the scientist!" Everyone looked to see what Karmath meant, and they saw the scientist's body rapidly jerking, his arms and legs flailing about and his head shaking like a leaf in the wind. "Interesting..." Frieza walked over to Dr. Genus, and when he approached his body, the scientist's jerkish movements finally began to slow down, until he was lying down with his stomach flat on the ground. The Space Emperor's lips formed a small smile. "Now then..." Frieza lifted Dr. Genus' chin off of the ground so they were staring eye-to-eye. The doctor's eyes fluttered open, but when he opened them, there was a faint red outline around his pupils. With a soft, gentle voice, Frieza said, "Now, allow me to ask you again: Will you assist me in my quest for immortality?"

Instead of thoroughly rejecting him as he did just a few minutes ago, the doctor's face lit up like a fluorescent bulb and with a fervent passion, replied, "Nothing would give me greater honor, my lord!" The Space Emperor chuckled in amused delight. "Excellent."

Zombieman, who was still regenerating his mouth and nose, felt a cold fist wrap around his heart. What just happened? A minute ago, Dr. Genus had outright refused, but now, he was willing to die for this slimy reptile. What happened in the span of a minute to completely change Dr. Genus like this? Did Frieza have some sort of telepathic ability he kept concealed? It didn't make any sense!

Dr. Genus continued. "I'll need to get some raw materials to begin the research," he said, "As well as some machinery from my old laboratory."

"Whatever you need, my men will get for you!"

"GGGRRAAHHHH!" The undead hero's vocal cords and most of his mouth had finally regenerated, allowing him to let out an unintelligible garble. "What were you saying," mocked Frieza. The Space Emperor trotted over to Zombieman's side and bent down right next to his face. "I'm sorry, I don't speak imbecile."

"YYY-llll Hhhhhfffffffffffffffeeeeee ttttttuuuuuuuuu..."

"Say again?"

Zombieman finally managed to let out a complete sentence. "I said, you'll have to deal with them first." Zombieman pointed behind Frieza. The lizard didn't even have time to turn his head before he felt a metallic fist slam him in the face.

The corners of the undead hero's lips curved upward ever-so-slightly. "Thank god these fools didn't search me," thought Zombieman, "Or else they would have found the emergency transmitter hidden inside my trench-coat calling the remaining S-class heroes to my location. Hopefully they can at least land some scratches on him."

Zarbon's face twisted in shock. "LORD FRIEZA!" Zarbon fired an Elegant Blaster through Zombieman's chest before flying to his master's side. However, this concern was unneeded, as Frieza shook off the attack like it was nothing, because to him, it wasn't. "Now who in the..."

Standing in the center of the street was another machine. The machine had long black hair and wore a white mask. His mask had a single horizontal slit for the eyes, and a single red shining eye in the center of the slit. The mask also had three small vertical slits where his mouth should have been. His armor had a rather simplistic design, being similar to a medieval black knights' armor. And apparently, he had some friends; standing on his sides were two other very odd looking individuals. The one on the right was a large, obese man, and when he meant obese, he meant the size of a freaking elephant, with several layers of fat to prove his testament. He had short brown hair, big lips and wore a long-sleeved green shirt. But the one on the left was even more bizarre than the fat one: this one was a young-looking man with a blank and uninterested look on his face, and for god-knows-what reason, was dressed in a full-body dog suit with a red collar, with his face showing where the dog's mouth should be.

"Alright you two," said the man dressed like a dog, "Let's try and make this quick. I'm not comfortable leaving my town unprotected."

"Well unfortunately," replied the machine, "Our entire planet is unprotected, so your city should be the least of your concerns at the moment." The dog man sighed and grudgingly conceded to the machine's words.

"Did you three just come from Comic-con or something?" said Frieza, "Because what kind of normal people actually dress like that? Good god!"

The machine spoke for the other two. "So you're the God-level threat we've been preparing for?" As expected of a machine, his voice was cold and mechanical, devoid of any emotion or life.

"I've been getting that quite a lot since I got here. Yes, that would be me, Lord Frieza, and this is my elite henchman Zarbon." Frieza motioned to Zarbon.

All day, he'd had to deal with new people popping in and out, and quite frankly, it was becoming very vexing for him. After these three, he was done meeting new people for the rest of the day. Frieza pinched thee bridge of his nose for a few seconds, then asked the signature question, "So who are you three exactly?"

"We're professional heroes-"

"S-class?" The three heroes quizzically looked at the lizard.

"Ummmmmm... Yes?" said the machine, "How did you-"

"I've fought and decimated your friends just a few hours ago, so I'm familiar with this run-around. Now NAMES NAMES! Come on, let's do some quality sharing!"

The fatty was the one to speak next. "What did you do to-"

"I SAID NAMES!"

The machine spoke, "I'm Drive Knight. This is Pig God and this is Watchdog Man."

"Wow, those names are actually quite fitting for heroes as bizarre as you three."

Pig God interrupted Frieza and shouted out with concern, "What did you do to the other S-class heroes?!"

"Whoa whoa!" Frieza waved his hands out to relax the fat hero. "Just cool it; you don't need your blood pressure going up. You have enough problems already. Your little friends are fine... for now, but if I were you, I'd be more worried about how you're going to get out of this situation alive.

"Zarbon, go back with the other soldiers. I can handle these three by myself. Oh, and-" Frieza removed the scouter from his eye and handed it to Zarbon, "Hold onto that for now if you would."

Zarbon respectfully bowed to his master. "As you wish." The elite soldier flew to meet up with the rest of the soldiers, leaving the 4 warriors to themselves.

Pig God's fury began to bubble up If what Frieza said was true and all the other S-class heroes were actually defeated, then that meant they were Earth's final defense. The fate of the world was resting solely on their shoulders, and boy did it feel heavy. Pig God took a deep breath.

"Well, here we go." Drive Knight formed a box-shaped object from his body so that it was at his right-hand side. "Tactical Transformation: Centaur-Silver Combo." The box released small jolts of electricity as it changed its form to suit Drive Knight's needs. The box began to envelop around Drive Knight, its energy and components surrounding his legs. It was as if the box was fusing with Drive Knight, changing his form by transforming his lower body into that of a mechanical horse's. His right arm was replaced with an electricity-imbued sword. His right shoulder now had two spiky protrusions and a cable connecting to his sword, presumably to give it the constant flow of electricity.

Watchdog Man was the first of the three to attack, sprinting toward Frieza on all fours like the canine he acted like, annd struck him with his paw. Frieza effortlessly caught his paw with his hand, breaking the stoic hero's deadpan expression for the first time in a while. Drive Knight followed Watchdog Man's lead and galloped toward Frieza, his electric sword primed for the blood of the slimy lizard. Drive Knight swung his sword and attempted to slice Frieza in several pieces, but Frieza masterfully evaded all of his strikes with almost nonexistent effort.

"This is just sad." Frieza released but a small burst of energy, and the two S-class warriors were sent hurtling back into buildings, destroying them upon contact and burying them under concrete and glass.

"Whoa!" This surprised statement came out of Frieza when he realized how quickly Pig God had appeared in front of him. It seemed all the massive weight didn't stop him from keeping his speed up. Pig God's mouth opened up wide, and he took a giant chomp in an attempt to eat Frieza up, but Frieza caught both ends of Pig God's mouth with his hands, leaving but inches between his head and Pig God's hideous mouth.

"There's only one way people kill pigs," said Frieza, "They send them to the butcher, and thankfully, I'm still open for business." Frieza pounded Pig God with a love tap, and just that simple tap was enough to make Pig God scream in pain, for not even his several thick layers of fat could protect him from the unbelievable force in Frieza's weakest punches. Pig God's entire body jiggled like ripples in water.

The pile of rubble above Watchdog Man burst forth in all directions, and beneath it was a very angry man-dog. He venomously snarled and pounced at Frieza, slapping him with his right paw, but Frieza nonchalantly dodged it. The hero's paw hit the ground, creating a crater about 10 meters in length and 3 meters in depth.

"Well you know what they say," said Frieza, "Your bark is worse than your bite!" Watchdog Man's hands curled up into fists, although with his suit, the paw didn't move. Watchdog Man pounced on him again and attacked Frieza with a barrage of paw swipes and punches, but all of them were simply hitting air.

"This is just precious," exclaimed Frieza. The Space Emperor lightly whipped his tail, and Watchdog Man was sent hurtling down into the Earth, until he was almost one dozen meters underground. Drive Knight was the next to shake off the damage, and he drew his sword. Galloping with his 4 feet, he swung his sword in an attempt to cleave his head off his body, but with only two fingers and a tiny bit of effort, the Space Emperor pinched the sword and with a tiny squeeze, completely shattered it.

"I'm actually having fun!" Frieza swept Drive Knight's feet from under him and blasted him away with an invisible kiai. The odds were looking abysmal for the S-class heroes. Watchdog Man was crawling out of the hole, and already his suit was torn to shreds, showing parts of the skin hidden behind his suit. Pig God was clutching at his stomach, the pain from Frieza's punch still stinging badly, and Drive Knight's right arm was completely torn off his body, leaving unhooked wires and short sparks of electricity coming out of the socket.

"Less than a minute in, and look at us!" said Pig God

"No monster in Q-City has ever been this tough," exclaimed Watchdog Man

"What are we going to do?"

"It looks like we're going to have to use the emergency back-up plan." Watchdog Man and Pig God looked at Drive Knight to see if he was being serious, and unfortunately, he was.

"But Drive Knight," said Pig God, "Do you realize what that will entail?"

"I'm aware," said Drive Knight.

"Are you sure there isn't another way?"

Drive Knight somberly shook his head. It was time. "Do you remember the plan?" whispered Drive Knight. He asked the same question to Watchdog Man, and he gave the same response. "Are you both willing to accept the sacrifice we're about to make?" said Drive Knight. The two heroes firmly nodded, confirming their undisputed agreement.

"Alright. Watchdog Man, you know the drill."

"Oh, what's going on? We planning a last-minute sneak attack or something?" said Frieza, "I like it! Come on, show me!" Watchdog Man and Drive Knight bent down nominally and sprinted again to pummel Frieza. Frieza held out his hands to meet their attack, but just as they were inches away from his hands, they jumped up several feet above them. "Huh?" Instead of attacking him, the two warriors deliberately avoided him, and began to jump about midair in multiple different directions.

"Stop running!" Frieza flew up and slammed Drive Knight to the ground. Watchdog Man changed his trajectory midair and pounced on Frieza's chest, striking him with rapid unorganized blows from his paws. Frieza grabbed Watchdog Man's wrist and threw him to the ground; the muscular lizard flew down to the ground, held his elbow out, and slammed Watchdog Man in the gut, causing the hero to bark out in pain. But then, Watchdog Man took hold of Frieza's arm and squeezed it tightly.

"What are you doing? Whaatttt aarrreeee yyyyyuuuuu-" Frieza's speech began to blur; coming up right behind him, Drive Knight stabbed his back with a tranquilizing agent. Watchdog Man must have purposefully kept his attention diverted so Drive Knight could inject him with this substance, but Frieza didn't understand; why were they doing this?

A deep grumbling fill the air. Frieza gazed in front of him, and realized Pig God hadn't moved a muscle and seemed to be deep in concentration. It took a few seconds to realize that the deep grumbling was coming from Pig God. Mustering up all the brainpower he could, Frieza regained his thoughts and shouted out, "What is he doing?"

Pig God let out a small chuckle. "I'm preparing to use my ultimate ability."

"Huh?"

Pig God could see Frieza wasn't following him, so the fat hero decided to speed him up. "Due to the many meals and monsters I eat, my liver and stomach need to create very strong acids to properly digest the food without any ill effects. This might not seem like much, but one time, when I was in a desperate battle with a mysterious being, I felt a massive surge in my insides, and before I knew it, I expelled an amazingly acidic liquid that not only dissolved the mysterious being, but everything behind it for more than a mile."

Frieza felt a fist wrap around his heart. "No..."

"Oh yes," said Drive Knight, "And with the tranquilizing agent I injected in you, you won't be able to properly dodge it."

"NOOO!" Frieza's ki flared to life as angrily attempted to throw the S-class heroes off of him, but his ki was flickering on and off due to the disorientation of the tranquilizing agent. The S-class heroes didn't budge an inch and fervently held onto the lizard as tightly as they possibly could.

The obese hero didn't like this. "Watchdog Man! Drive Knight! Get out of there! If you get caught in the attack, your bodies will be completely vaporized!"

"We can't!" shouted Drive Knight, "I don't know how long the tranquilizing agent will last! The serum was designed to instantly put an opponent to sleep, but Frieza's body is somehow able to resist it! We have to hold him in place! This is the last option we have!"

"You can't do this!" yelled Pig God.

"We have to!" replied Watchdog Man, "I can't let anyone in Q-city be put at risk. This is the only way!"

Pig God simply couldn't accept this; the internal battle between allowing the heroes to die in his attack and putting an end to the first God-level monster in humanity's history was raging intensely inside of him. To trade lives like this, it made him sick to his gargantuan stomach, and to make it worse, to end their lives in such a gruesome way.

"But-"

"It's alright!" Watchdog Man stared into the eyes of his fellow hero, and the obese hero was taken aback by the calmness in his gaze. The hero had already come to terms with his fate. "This is what we signed up for. Didn't we?" Drive Knight looked at the two of them and nodded.

"You fools!" screamed Frieza, "Let me go! LET ME GO!"

"This is the end of the line for you, Frieza!"

"PIG GOD!" screamed Drive Knight, "DO IT!"

The obese hero knew that there was no convincing them to change their minds. They were determined to sacrifice themselves to save humanity, and nothing Pig God did could make them thing otherwise. This was it.

"SUPER ACIDIC VAPORIZING BELCH!" Pig God summoned the power from deep within his stomach, and vomited a lime-green acid. The force and speed at which the liquid was expelled was like a jet stream, and in no time at all, all three fighters were enveloped in the acid, and the entire street along with it.

"NOOOOOOOOOOO!" The acid was like a massive flood that swept through the city. It took about half a minute for the acid to finally disperse throughout the city. Pig God was too terrified to open his eyes and look at the destruction he wrought and the lives he took from the Earth. When he did, he was mortified: the range and force of the attack was even more devastating than the last time he performed the move. Spanning for about a mile, the concrete buildings were but puddles of gray ooze. Gray smoke was rising from all of the melted objects, making it appear as if the city were on fire.

"Where are they..." Pig God said this with blissful ignorance. Everything was covered by the gray smoke, so the obese hero couldn't see what happened to any of them. Then, the smoke began to clear, and Pig God could see what had happened, but he instantly wished he didn't. On the ground, there was some black ooze in place of Drive Knight's body, with only his head remaining unmelted, and a few feet adjacent, there were white hairs flying up in the sky, and there were only a few bone fragments left of the hero's body. Pig God choked at the sight. "They're truly gone." They had given their lives to save the human race for extinction, and it was the highest price they could have paid. Pig God dropped to his knees, and he lost all feeling in his arms. The pain was just too much. A single tear fell down the hero's face. They died true heroes.

"I'm going to make sure humanity remembers your sacrifice today," muttered Pig God, "I promise."

"Ah my friend, I'm afraid their sacrifice was in vain." Pig God felt his spirit dissolve like everything else around him when he heard that voice. No, it couldn't be. "Please, don't let it be..."

"Oh, it is." The smoke cleared, revealing Frieza with his black aura enveloped around him, smiling in glee at the hero's defeated stance. "That was a close call. If I hadn't powered up when I did and protected myself from the acid, your friends' sacrifices may have very well not been in vain, especially with the reacting agent inside my body. I applaud your valiant effort; besides Saitama, that was perhaps the closest I've ever been to facing defeat." Frieza slowly flew toward Pig God, who was still on his knees. To him, it was over. He hit Frieza with everything he had, and it failed. Two S-class heroes gave their lives for nothing, and the rest of the S-class has been defeated. There was no one left to save humanity. Frieza had won. The S-class Hero didn't even have the will to look at Frieza, for such a tremendous loss was too much to bear.

Frieza softly cackled, and he pointed his finger at the hero's head as he prepared to finish his opponent off. "Oh, it isn't all bad. On the bright side, you'll die as you lived-" Frieza fired his Death Beam, piercing through the hero's skull and ending the hero's life in an instant.

"A pig."

Damn dude, such a sad ending! Three S-class heroes killed by Frieza! I thought there would be some good news!

For those who haven't read the webcomic, apparently Pig God says he has this hidden power, and he didn't want to use it even against multiple Dragon level monsters, so I guessed what the special power was based on his character. Also, I hope none of the three heroes were OOC, since I don't really know how they talk and what they're like in general.

Regarding the tanquilizing agent, this is a chemical substance, not a physical attack. Effects of poisons and chemicals still affect the body. While there might be more resistance, which is the case for Frieza due to his enhanced body.

But what about Saitama and the others? Yea, this was more of a Frieza chapter. I guess you'll have to find out what happened to Saitama and the others on Chapter 28 of The Space Emperor's Besiege!