King of Saiyans

The new chapter has come, people. And the end draws closer. I said this story wouldn't be that long, remember? In fact, there's only one chapter left aside from this one.

I know it's been a long time since I last updated but my mind just wasn't inspired enough for Dragon Ball Z. And to be honest, Dragon Ball Super has only been putting my mood down even further. You people can bring as many points as you want but my dislikes won't be changing. In fact, I might accept Super Saiyan God in the continuity. Just don't expect me to believe it's stronger than Super Saiyan 4. So accept it or move on with your life.

By the way, just one last thing: GT rules!

Now let's head into the chapter!


Chapter 4: Rise of the Saiyans

The battle fleet of five Planet Trade ships were already making their course towards the Saiyan's home planet Vegeta. Standing on the main attack saucer of hundred meters long was the Icejinn Emperor Frieza. Yet he was no longer in his hovering chair, floating by his own ki and gazing out to the black emptiness of space. Dots of distant stars and even multicolored clouds of stardust framed the vacuum. His garnet eyes no longer had the glint of superiority, that was very famous of him. There was only utter seriousness and pure hatred.

His armies were amassed. Not in their full power, however. Five PTO ships could do a lot of damage for sure. Specially with grunts reaching five thousand units and with Captain Ginyu leading them. But if he had called for more back up then someone could have tipped his father off about the imminent Saiyan issue at hand. And what could be even worse was if Frieza's brother were to find out. If such embarrassing incident were to be known Cooler would never stop making fun of him for been afraid of a bunch of stupid monkeys. The Icejinn grinded his teeth together. Cooler could fool around the East Galaxy all the time he wanted. While he was out of the picture it was Frieza, who would ultimately sit atop of the throne as the Supreme Ruler of the Universe.

But more pressing subjects were currently at hand. And they were called Saiyans. Frieza's lack of interest in them had finally stabbed him in the back and twisted the knife until it broke. Dodoria and a group of elites had been eliminated by a mere group of monkeys. Or instead one monkey alone with power to rival his first form. Frieza's folded arms over his chest went tense with his muscles slowly straining in reaction to his bubbling anger. The thought of a Super Saiyan had always been a daunting thought ever since he had been a kid, two hundred years ago. But those fairy tales could no longer mark his path. The Super Saiyan wasn't real. Only an illusion for the weaklings, who thought they could actually have something called power.

Frieza's fists tighten. He had incomparable power. His own strength was simply unparalleled over the four quadrants of the universe. The overseers of the cosmos feared his very name and cruel actions. No furless or overly-furry monkey was going to take his rightful spot as the strongest being of the cosmos. He would make sure to kill until the last simian in very excruciating ways until nothing remained of their pitiful race.


While Frieza thought his torture methods, three attack pods landed on planet Vegeta. The landing pods bounced hard by the impact cushions. The entrances of the pods slid open. A small pack of Saiyans led by Zorn hastily ran to meet the new comers. Bardock wasn't King Vegeta, who regaled in a lot of people sucking him up to gain his favor and get on his good side. But Zorn hadn't exactly worked for another king as Bardock would only be the second in all of Saiyan history. So how to proceed with this new ruler was so far a mystery.

The three Saiyans arriving from Earth stepped out. They were in their armors looking just as usual. With the exception that their energies were off the charts.

"My king, is good to..." Zorn spoke up first. His scouter blowing up shut him up less than a second later. In fact, many scouters started blowing by the registered powers. The three mates finally stood outside the pods, earning a lot of gawking expressions at their way.

"Wow, that was a very obvious spoiler" Hanasia stated grinning mischievously. The fact she was making scouters blow up already made her feel really good with herself. She had always been a powerful lady. Now it was way more obvious.

Meanwhile, King Vegeta's advisor couldn't wrap his head around it. Almost a week ago, his brand-new king ordered everyone to turn up a notch their training to be ready for an invasion from the Planet Trade. Zorn had been among those who had trained, proudly boosting his increment of six thousand units in that short ammount of time. But the power these three Saiyans were emanating, on their own or put together, made all progress look rather undervalued.

"Zorn, there'll be a time for that later" The king said definitely and not leaving a ground to reply. Bardock could feel the questioning faces of everyone wanting two things: one; how the three of them got so strong to blow up scouters and second; how they could get that power for themselves. Those things would be discussed in time and when they were not in peril of their planet getting a bit explosive by Frieza's hands "Now I want to know how much our forces have progressed"

"Let me answer that, sire" A female voice stated. The red-haired Sarazade appeared. Many let her through knowing she was not to be messed with. After all she was the main commander for their training sessions "Some of the Third-class warriors got twice, almost thrice as strong in just this week. Some of the Elites aren't bragging so much anymore" Some of the Saiyans that Zorn had brought looked down in shame. They weren't so Elite anymore apparently.

"That's good to hear" The new powerful king smiled. These news now could even the odds against Frieza's military by a greater margin. It also reminded the scarred Saiyan about how he had started back on the War days against the Tuffles "It seems I set an example for everyone"

"First time for everything, it's the common saying" Hanasia stated grinning. Fasha snickered while Bardock tried not to sigh in resignation.

Suddenly a young Saiyan boy flew through the air towards Bardock at high speed. He looked to be out of air but mostly because of the news he was bringing.

"Sire, our towers are detecting five spacecrafts heading our way!" The kid no older than ten blurted out panting after using most of his ki to propel himself as fast as he could "ETA, twenty minutes"

Bardock, Hanasia and Fasha looked up into the pink-clouded sky. Their new ki sensing detected the massive power of the emperor already coming towards them.

"I can feel that lizard already" The scar Saiyan stated surprising the warriors, who didn't know their king could sense ki "Guess we better welcome him, Saiyan style" The scar-faced Saiyan looked at his red-haired female lieutenant "Sarazade, prepare squads to assault the five ships" She nodded "Zorn, you will lead one" The king advisor received a glare from the red-haired vixen, already knowing to not mess it up.


Bardock stood on a more barren place located more than a hundred miles away from the Capital City. Fasha and Hanasia escorted his sides while the rest of the army stood behind. Each pack of more than fifty Saiyan was a proper mixture, with fighters ranging from five thousand units to some with surprising fifteen thousand. That perfect combination, courtesy of Sarazade's mind, would prevent mistakes in the battlefield. As some of the strongest, and possibly arrogant, Saiyans would be winning and bolstering about it, they would then be saved by a less powerful fighter from the enemy they weren't looking at. That would be a tough blow to the pride of any Elite Saiyan. A very needed blow.

"Sir, are we going to attack them?" Zorn asked towards his king. He was feeling anxious about fighting but also terrified. It was Frieza, after all.

"Yes, you are" Bardock replied. He looked at his five teams making sure all the eyes were on him. His army knew that many would not return. That was almost a regular mission for them "Remember everyone, Frieza arrived on our home, wanting nothing more but to exterminate you! And that's what you shall do to his army. No mercy is given, and no prisoners are taken" Bardock said with a command only an idiot would not obey "Am I clear?!"

"Yes, king!" The full Saiyan army responded, the answer of a thousand Saiyans echoing loudly in decibels.

"What are you waiting for? An invitation?" Bardock stated smirking "Go up there and make that lizard suffer!" The gang of more than a hundred Saiyans shot high into the atmosphere with a chant of victory. Many auras ranging from white to red color bursted as the human-like aliens with bizarre hairstyles flew out of orbit.

"My king, aren't you coming?" The red-haired lieutenant asked her king. She was rather surprised that Bardock wasn't the first one to jump into action. And neither were Fasha and Hanasia.

"Trust me Sarazade, there wouldn't be nothing better than fly up there and feel the rush of power of a suicidal mission" The scar-faced king answered feeling both disappointed but also enthusiastic "But sadly, I have to stay here and wait for our guest of honor" She was suddenly stopped mid flight by a hand grabbing her own.

"Try not to get killed" Bardock said with a teasing smirk. The red-haired fighter smiled back.

"I'll try, sire" Sarazade answered before shooting after her squad. She also wanted her fair share of victims.

"Already wanting another pet?" Hanasia casually asked placing her elbow resting on Bardock's shoulder. The long-haired lady gave her mate a playful nudge in the arm "You really are a pervert king" Hanasia squealed when a hand slapped her nice ass making Fasha giggle.

"You are responsible for that so thank you" Bardock simply retorted.


The waves of Saiyan warriors came flying from the ten times-gravity pink-clouded planet, non of them bothered by the harshness of space. Of course many of them had some ki shields around them as only the strongest fighters could survive unscathed in the vacuum.

In the outer space the PTO fleet were warned about the incoming hordes of Saiyans. But not fast enough for them. A combined energy barrage of many Saiyan fighters landed on the hurls of the spacecrafts. Despite some of the monkey-tailed fighters not been above five thousand units, a united blast of energy multiplied the damaging effect exponentially by the quantity of fighters unleashing their kis simultaneously. A twenty-feet wide beam of multicolored energies landed on the ships, blasting a huge entrance for the Saiyans to go in. Many troopers were sucked into the vacuum easily disposed off by the airlessness or a Saiyan, who blasted them while passing by.

Now inside the ships, the pack of weird-haired aliens started doing what Frieza had once paid them for. Destroy. Blasting or punching, ripping or tearing with their bare hands, head-butting or kneeling. Everything and everyone that or who stood on their way was eliminated by the hordes of invaders.

Saiyans weren't exactly beings, who worked in packs. But when a group of sheep were angry even the wolf had to back down from hunting them.


"Now?" Fasha asked with irritation feeling the energies at space. Her arms were over her armored bosom her face showing her annoyance. Her booted foot tapped the ground impatiently. No Saiyan ever had that much of patience and Fasha was the epitome of that.

"Hold on" Bardock ordered towards his two mates. Their recklessness could already be seen on their body language. And Bardock couldn't afford that at this point.

"Dammit Bardock, our race is fighting for survival. Let us do our part!" Hanasia grabbed Bardock by his shoulders shaking him. Her frustration was visible.

"Take it easy, Han" Bardock calmed his mate his tail entangling with hers. "You know what you and Fasha have to do in this battle" The long-haired female sighed.

The three of them suddenly looked at the sky in surprise. Some power levels high in space had suddenly amplified ten times over.

"Well, it seems some of our friends have taken the fight seriously" Bardock said now with a victorious smile. After all, in space those Saiyans, who haven't mastered the Moon Ball technique could take a look at the natural Moon of the planet. The mighty King looked at his two mates with a smirk "Bring them Hell!" The two Saiyan lady warriors smirked at each other before shooting high into the atmosphere, their pink and red auras burning at the escape of the planet's high atmosphere. The two Saiyan ladies were going to kill whoever tried to get in their way.


The former green-skinned now pale Zarbon could accurately say he was screwed. A platoon of his best men, ranking almost eighteen thousand units had just been erased from existence. Dust and machinery fell appart around the long aisles of the space cruiser. The effeminate alien was barely hanging at bay three Saiyans, two boys and a girl. The three looked just above fifteen. And still their combined assault on him was forcing his body into defensive mode. And even that didn't work. Some of the blows Zarbon didn't parry enough managed to strike him denting his PTO armor. And even blows he couldn't see coming landed on his body, getting more painful as his resilience dropped. With each punch landed his anger inversely rose in proportion. And so did the bruises on his limy skin.

"That's enough!" The good-looking Zarbon yelled out his body suddenly pumping all of his muscles. In a second his face contorted into a disgusting crocodile snout "You monkeys will see the real face of the beast!" His now reptilian features were simply grotesque. And his strength had almost duplicated. The three Saiyan teens had no way to see him coming, a series of fast punches and kicks sending them through the weaken Prometheum walls. Zarbon growled feeling disgust knowing he had to transform to defeat Saiyans. And teenagers, nonetheless! How far had he fallen?

He shook his head. This was what he had warned Frieza about. The Saiyans were growing too strong. Now the fact he might be the only PTO fighter standing on Frieza's side was very appalling.

There was low humming noise behind Zarbon. The reptilian alien barely turned around to receive a triple tackle from the teenagers. What was worst what that they were pushing him backwards! Zarbon's feet were sliding on the surface of the floor as he was unable to dig his ankles and counter. With a roar, Zarbon's maw opened charging a yellow blast. However, the female Saiyan, five seven tall and spikes of auburn hair intercepted him with an uppercut. The mouth shut instantly and the blast exploded inside the throat. The concentrated explosion made Zarbon recoil, letting the Saiyans fly backwards and gain some distance in between. The reptile coughed a gallon of blood, the inside of his neck bleeding and now with a sore voice. His eyes were completely blood-shot.

"Why don't you just die?!" The ugly alien blurted out in rage, his blurs of punches landing on the three teens. But the Saiyans, both by their warrior pride and teenage stubbornness didn't want to go down so easily. At least without proving who the best warrior was and then post it on Space Twitter.

The lady of the group came from behind Zarbon, rapidly lifting him from his waist. The monster was ready to attack her and destroy her skull with one good-aimed punch. But the two other boys beat him to the punch, literally, with their fists cloaked in ki energy. The two powered-up punches hit Zarbon right on his nose like a freaking nuke to the face. Frieza's henchman stood up bleeding quite profusely from his nostrils. The scent of blood waffled up to his bleeding smell organ.

"Insolent brats!" Zarbon roared in anger and pain. He rose his right hand with his Elegant Blaster ready to fire off. The three punks would not live to brag about defeating him.

However, Zarbon's hand was halted by something grabbing his wrist. He briskly turned his churned and scrapped head to come face to face with Sarazade. The red-haired Saiyaness didn't look happy at all. With incredible speed, she roundhoused the shit out of Zarbon's ugly face, sending him bouncing through the floor. Her intense gaze met the three teenagers on her squad.

"Get him!" The mighty female warrior ordered, her white aura coming alive. The three siblings couldn't be gladder of having back up. Specially someone as powerful as commander Sarazade.


Bardock kept his black gaze into the sky. He could see multicolored flashes of light. Ki signatures were fluctuating all the time, going up and down. But Frieza's remained intact as of yet. His mates hadn't reached him yet.

"King Bardock, this is Zorn. We found Vegeta's child along with general Nappa" The King's advisor said through the scouter towards his ruler. Blasts and blasters could be heard in the background with a lot of terrified screams.

"Good, let him do whatever he wants. He's too much like his father to fight and get easily killed" Bardock said now. The kid's fate wasn't Bardock's decision. At this point, all the Saiyans were at their own risk.

Was Bardock behaving a bit like an idiot? Probably. But at the same time, the new king knew his race was far too arrogant for their own good. His own experience spoke volumes there. So winning the battle easily with his or his mates' help would not make any of the Saiyans better than when they were under Frieza's ruler ship. Bringing them down a peg was something that had to happen to keep them away from been blinded by strength and hubris.

His sight lingered in the skies were the battle was rampaging. The real battle still hadn't started.


Frieza couldn't believe this. If he had a glass of wine it would have shattered a long time ago. His army was been slaughtered by...monkeys! Was the God of Destruction mocking him from his dimension? Was the Demon king using a bad luck spell on him? Were the Kais finally fighting his empire back through these simians?

Well non of those entities mattered to him. Frieza was the real God around.

"Zarbon, report!" The short-sized emperor blurted out through the ear link of his pink-lensed scouter. His remaining close henchman didn't respond right away. Eary seconds later, the sound of dreadful explosions came through the link screams of soldiers fading into the Afterlife.

"We are dying!" Came the rougher voice of monster Zarbon before a woman-like high-pitched screech cut the communication off. No one had to be a brainier to know what had just happened to the effeminate alien. Frieza punched another com-link on his scouter.

"Captain Ginyu, report!" Frieza bellowed to his top soldier. He had thought about calling for the whole squad but Ginyu had always been efficient on his own. And with his body-swapping technique, it was very difficult that a Saiyan could beat the Captain and escape with his body without Ginyu stealing it for him.

But the fact of thinking that Saiyans were now 'oh-so casually' equal to Ginyu made Frieza worry even more.

"Sir, whatever we are fighting, are not Saiyans!" Ginyu said through the link, blasting an incoming Saiyan with a purple energy blast, disintegrating him in an instant. However, five more came to replace the fallen and even the mighty body snatcher had to go defensive this time. That was until one roar coursed through the whole ship echoing. Frieza didn't need his scouter to hear it. It was like a cold bucket of water while sleeping.

The roar ended and no more words came through. Frieza now only heard sudden static coming from the earcom.

Frieza stumbled on his room by a sudden disbalance inside his spacecraft. The emperor looked to the outside through his giant glassy window. He could see two infamous Ozarus holding the bisected portions of former general Ginyu. They would be roaring, if they weren't more concentrating on smashing the ship's bumper with their massive hands. Frieza set his sight on his fleet. Which was no more. Two, even Three Ozarus protruded through the ceiling of each of his battlecrafts. And who knew how many other untransformed simians were lurking alongside their brainless giant baboons eliminating whoever the Ozarus couldn't see or reach due to their lumbersome frames.

Purple light started exuding from Frieza' short body, his rage building up inside his midget height. These simians had destroyed his army with almost no trouble at all. He knew that letting them live so much had been a mistake. And he was going to rectify it.

Just as he finished his self mind monologue, his wide window bursted into shards. The emptiness of space made a vacuum suction everything not holding tight flung into the blackness. But Frieza was solely more focused on the fact he had been tackled to the floor by a powerful kick. A long-haired female Saiyan was standing on top of him her boot on top of his armored chest. Her black eyes surveyed him with skepticism. She was applying pressure that made the Icejinn wince in pain. It was impossible! A mere Saiyan was doing that to his supressed form.

"So Frieza, you came for a short holiday on our merry planet?" Hanasia asked rhetorically towards the midget. Frieza's face morphed into a scornful expression. His tail wiggled ready to slap the bitch and crack her neck. However, a second leg landed on his back limb applying dangerous pressure on it too.

"I bet he was" Fasha continued for Frieza. Her heel dug into the fleshy limb, a loud wail of discomfort like music to the ladies' ears "He even wanted some fireworks for sure"

"I hope you thoroughly enjoyed your glimpse of victory" The raging tyrant stated, his hands balled in tight fists "Because I will..." The boot on his chest shut him when it plowed into his abdomen, cracking his bowels. If an organ could be cracked but you get the idea. Pain like no other suffused Frieza's frame from head to toe. The Icejinn coughed blood feeling that the cold floor at his back had a deep indentation. You only imagine the strength applied for that to happen.

"You know, your voice is almost as annoyingly high-pitched as the Tuffles" Hanasia stated looking directly at the pipsqueak of her former boss "And you know how I killed many of them?" A short punch to the same spot in his belly made Frieza barf even more of his purple life liquid. Hanasia didn't mind if it dirtied her gloves "Snapping their tongues and then forcefully putting it through their throats"

The garnet eyes of a bleeding tyrant gazed at the long-haired simian lady.

"Thank you for the suggestion, female" Frieza retorted sardonically, blood trickling from his mouth. But his threatening comment was barely met with mirth.

"That didn't sound gay at all" Fasha stated trying not to burst her guts in laughter. Hanasia wasn't faring any better, laughing out loud in front of the tyrant.

With the two of them distracted Frieza's eyes shone dark red. An eye beam escaped right away speeding faster than a bullet. However, the laughter ended as soon as it had started, a backhand from Hanasia sending the piercing blast away. And a deadly hook courtesy of an annoyed Fasha hit Frieza's cheek, almost snapping his neck in the process by the inhuman force.

The vacuum kept tearing the ship appart but the two Saiyanesses weren't concerned at all. They were stronger than the sucking force and they could also survive in space for more than just a few minutes. So could Frieza.

"Treasure this bold moment" The Icejinn stated with purple bruises on his ivory horned face "It will end soon enough"

"Yes, it will" The short-haired purple-eyed Saiyan from Bardock's squad confirmed. "But we'll take home advantage if you don't mind" Fasha suddenly dashed from behind putting the short Icejinn on a Full Nelson lock. Meanwhile, Hanasia grabbed the tail and the legs, knowing to be more concerned about the former than the latters. According to Bardock it could stretch out without limits.

Frieza could not even protest before the two females flew outside the ships. The wrecked remains of his army were been finished up by the Saiyans. He, on the other hand, was been carried into their homeland.


Bardock's grin could almost look evil. The three strongest energies were returning to the planet at high speed. The final part of this uprising was in motion. And he would be the catalyst for it to happen.

But first the audience had to show up.

So far three squad leaders had reported back to their king. They had suffered many casualties going up to a dozen Saiyans. But thanks to the fact many of the deadly injured had timely transformed into Ozarus then their wounds had been contained by their natural healing.

"Zorn, Sarazade, how's the situation in your front?" The king asked through the scouter's communication. His two remaining squads were the last to come back to the planet.

"First squad mission accomplished. Five casualties, twenty injured" Sarazade reported to her king. Her remaining soldiers were disposing of the bodies with quick blasts.

"Second squad mission accomplished, Three casualties, ten injured" Zorn reported. The Saiyan soldier smirked on his side of the communication. A bickering on the background indicated Vegeta was trying to order someone but not succeeding "Guess I beat you again, eh Sarazade?"

"Shut up!" The female yelled through the comlink. Like hell she would be beaten by the inferior fighter. Specially a boot licker like Zorn.

"If you have finished your arguments, then tell all the Saiyans to retreat back to Vegeta" The king ordered now. He then thought for a second by what he had just said "And I mean the planet, not the kid" Bardock felt the enemy's energy from the sky and smirked before continuing his orders "The last part of the show will start soon and no Saiyan can miss it" A meteor made out of three beings plummeted from the clouded sky. Hanasia and Fasha were bringing the emperor down. Their bodies had skin-tight shields to protect themselves from both the hot temperature of re-entry or if Frieza suddenly decided to sneak attack. The fact the planet had ten times gravity made the re-entry quite harder in landing topics.

The two Saiyan females rapidly let go the emperor before double-kicking the short lizard down into the planet. The midget plowed a hole in the surface of Vegeta a cloud of dust swirling up for a few minutes. The earthquakes reached Bardock, who stood a thousand meters from the epicenter.

Meanwhile, the two Saiyanesses floated back to their king's side. They panted a bit but they weren't overly tired. Just a bit out of breath having to contain a squirming alien. While they had already blew some steam against the lizard, they knew that Bardock had the last words against him.

"All yours" Fasha said to her king, giving him a quick chaste kiss on the lips. The two parted wanting more but they would save it for later in private "Just hurry up"

"Remember that I want my Icejinn carpet" Hanasia casually stated to her mate with her hands relaxing behind her long-haired head. But at the same time she grinned also stealing her own spite-swapping kiss with her tail spanking her king's ass. Bardock grinned as the two separated. Normally he was the one doing the spanking. But it felt it kind of nice to be the one receiving it.


The ivory-skinned lizard had finally crawled out of the asteroid hole he had made. He was seething in pure anger while covered in dirt and some of his purple blood. He had a lot of scraps courtesy of two females and a meteor-like impact on the forsaken planet of the apes. His PTO armor had long disappeared by the hits he had been forced to take on.

His wrathful sight landed on the two wretches that had caused him so much pain. Ye they casually stood smirking next to a male Saiyan. And he was looking back at him with a grin of superiority.

"And who are you supposed to be?!" Frieza asked not minding if he sounded rude or impolite or whatever. The scar-faced fighter cracked his knuckles. This had been a long time coming. Those months in such a white hellish place to train were to going to be worth it.

"I'm King Bardock, new ruler of Planet Vegeta" The scar warrior said his tone bold and decisive "I could change the name but then my ego would be bigger than yours. And pretty much anything is bigger than you" The comment angered Frieza to no end. Many had mocked his stature and died in terrifying and excruciating ways no reasonable mind could understand or handdle. He rose his hand pointing his ivory index with violet energy cracking at the tip. The Death Beam fired off aimed straight for the Saiyan's eye. It would scramble his brain and all of his skull down into millions of stinky pieces. Then he would do the same to the two bitches.

Bardock's left hand casually intercepted the beam with twice its incoming speed. The energy was now in Bardock's palm and the Saiyan King had no discomfort whatsoever while keeping it there. The ruler of the Saiyans squashed the purple energy turning it into nothing but floating sparkles. For a brief second, the tyrant of the North Galaxy was left utterly speechless. No one had ever blocked his attacks unless it was a member of his family. Was that scarred monkey the one responsible for all of the turmoil he had been suffering?

"I know that's not your best" The scar-faced alien stated now his black sight looking stoic at his enemy "So I suggest you go all out before I kick your ass into Hell or this won't be entertaining" Frieza's blood pressure kept pumping in anger, the veins poking at his ivory forehead ready to pop a vessel. How dare that unevolved simian to make fun of him?


As the Saiyan made the Icejinn lose his calm demeanor, a lot of the surviving Saiyan men and women floated down from space. Some were in their human forms while others were in their Ozaru transformation. It was obvious some had looked at the Planet's Moon from outer space. A few had cuts while the most serious ones had open gushes bleeding. Those stumbled upon landing by the lack of blood. But non of them would be Saiyans if they were showing pain. And non of them were.

Everyone watched utterly mesmerized by what was going on not caring their wounds. Their king was beating Frieza. And doing so very easily!

The youngest son of Cold looked around now with easily five dozens of simians looking at his bleeding body. Many were snickering in mockery or just plain surprised. Facts that Frieza would erase from their faces after destroying the planet and everything related to Saiyans.

"You can't even comprehend the grave mistake you've just made!" Frieza bellowed, his purple aura blazing around his short frame. The soil at his feet rambled earthquakes following suit. Many scouters exploded right away by the amazing power of the Galaxy Emperor.

"Then by all means, come and prove it!" The King shot forward faster than a rocket his aura briefly shining yellow and surprising Frieza for a brief second. Enough to let The Saiyan King land a devastating punch into his ugly face, a shock wave rocking the ground the Saiyan warriors stood watching. Many fighters had to cover their faces from the lashing wind gales created by one Saiyan alone.

The clash soon started for real.

The King of Saiyans shot forward, his aura shining yellow like a bright Sun yet without transforming him. Frieza had no time to duck the mighty left punch, sending him sprawling away faster than a speeding bullet. The midget of an alien back flipped digging his pronged heels into the brown soil. The path he plew was of fifty meters until the inertia of his body had finally stopped. His backhand over his mouth revealed a trickle of purple blood over a swollen lip. But the strength behind that punch put this simian above those bitches that had abducted him. He was the main threat.

"I can see you are not bad" Frieza stated with a grin. Yet his mind cried out for rivers of blood to run in the surface of the planet. First this supposedly king would die followed by his two whores and the rest of the simian circus.

"You talk like if you can win" Bardock retorted, his arms getting into a fighting stance "Which by the way, is never going to happen" Frieza clutched his teeth shooting forward like a missile. His Icejinn punch was intercepted by a superior Saiyan palm, who locked around the shot punch. With a lot of glee, Bardock rose his hand and Frieza along because he was trapped by the king's powerful hand. Before Frieza could start the reaction process, however, the armored Saiyan shot his right knee straight into Frieza's belly. The tyrant almost puked the wine he had drunk a few hours ago but a sudden elbow to the top of his head sent his body straight into the ground. Frieza's brain no longer ordered for a puking because it momentary lost all of its functions over the body.

The tyrant of the Northern Galaxy panted his hands balling on the earth and leaving fingermarks on the sand. His head rapidly jerked up more purple beams escaping his pupils. The armored Saiyan would have non of that, back flipping the first one and then casually moving around the others. It was like a ballet of motion, with Bardock dancing a mockery dance to hurt Frieza's pride even more.

And he was succeeding. Frieza's attack just kept on without him ever coming close to scorch the skin. The fast-moving human-like alien was barely warming up with this exercise.

Frieza elongated his tail and slashed from left to right. Yet the Saiyan merely stopped his dashing on the spot and caught the stretched limb before starting spinning around. Frieza merely widen his eyes before the spinning got beyond notch speed. The living tornado stopped after gaining a massive ammount of momentum, before suddenly slashing up-to-down the tail. And its owner with it. The Icejinn screamed out in pain each time he was pummeled into the hard granite of Planet Vegeta by Bardock's 'tender' ministrations. He was still holding back after all.

After the fourth impact, Frieza shot his hands towards his enemy, a telekinetic burst of strength hitting Bardock on his face. The King back stepped with a brief shocked expression and a now bleeding nose. His visions did showed him that Frieza had telekinesis but not that it was so strong. The king would pay attention to it.

Frieza made a flip while air-bound and landed on his wobbling feet. The tyrant was now panting for real, his body looking worse for wear. One of his horns was completely gone while his body bled in places that didn't have veins. Like the purple bio gems. How could they bleed?

"I knew you monkeys should have been left in the mud!" Frieza blurted his purple eyes shooting daggers at his barely-scathed enemy, who cleaned some blood from his face "No one would have missed you if I had destroyed your pathetic planet right away!" The King barely snickered. Was Frieza acknowledging his own mistake? How oddly humble of him.

"And look at what your gesture of kindness brought" Bardock replied basking in the cruel irony of universal Karma. By trying to stop the Saiyans, one Super Saiyan had emerged. Suddenly, his black eyes shone emerald green and his palm hair gained the trademark golden tone. On the sidelines, Fasha and Hanasia braced themselves for what was to come while the other warriors knew nothing of what coming "Your extinction!" The Super Saiyan of legends bursted into existence.


Frieza and the viewers were almost flung for miles away by the powerful hurricane gales of wind. Even the massive Ozarus would have been easily kicked aside by the powering up. They all uncovered their eyes from the settling dust. And the army could only gawk in shock. Bardock was gone, a transformed Saiyan with sparkling golden spikes and emeralds for eyes standing for him. His muscles bulged beneath the armor, not straining the resistant material in the least.


Frieza gasped momentarily thunderstruck. It couldn't be! The vibrant yellow colors flowing around him like a living shield of energy. And the emerald eyes showing the animalistic wrath of a warrior. Those were the signs of a Super Saiyan. The historical records of Planet Blizzard stated that Frieza's Great-grandfather Chilled had encountered a powerful Super Saiyan thousands of years ago in a planet called Bebit during a journey to find the errant Tree of Might. Though those records also mentioned that the Super Saiyan in question had become bulkier than a three-yard tall mountain and with unrestrained wrath, his strength and energy ever increasing as he so wished to power-up. The Super Saiyan in question had never revealed his name although Chilled had been more concerned about the beating the mad beast had bestowed upon him in no short supply.

And on his dying words, the former Icejinn emperor had relied one last message for his descendant: beware of the Golden Saiyan.

Even the old mythology of planet Blizzard told the stories of how the Icejinn Gods had been driven to extinction by a group of Thirteen Saiyan Gods. The legend told that the Icejinns, capable of transforming into a mighty Fifth form had lost to Saiyans covered in sapphire auras with bodies also covered in blue fur. It had been said that a permanent grudge would exist between the two races since that moment onward.

Folklore aside, Frieza was certain this...shinning monkey was a Super Saiyan. Despite the lack of blue godly aura or whatever, the tyrant didn't care. He would erase him from existence out of the simple fact this wretch had dared to defile his supreme command over the cosmos!


Hanasia and Fasha were still amazed every time their mate transformed. It was almost impossible to believe that such a powerful transformation existed for their race.

"Remember when he first transformed on our sparring?" Hanasia asked to her female mate on their minds. One thing they had worked out in the Time Chamber was how to meditate and protect their minds from intrusions. Thanks to Bardock, they had discovered they could develop a sort of telepathy with each other, if rudimentary at first. But establishing a mental link got easier with each day.

"No kidding, my spankings had spankings" Fasha said back smirking feeling a tingle sensation on her ass cheeks from the good memories "Though not all were from him"

"And considering what I'm smelling, some of the ladies here also want a spanking" The long-haired Saiyan warrioress stated while Fasha crackled in her mind. The two ladies sniffed the air feeling a very familiar scent of arousal. The two grinned at each other. It seemed that some of the viewing ladies couldn't contain their hormones by the show.


Bardock stood tall his frame overshadowing Frieza in every possible aspect. The Saiyan didn't bother in attacking yet, however. His golden-colored fifty-fold power up had put him way out of Frieza's league of strength. So the lizard had to transform or otherwise one casual strike could end the fight even if Bardock really pulled his punches.

"So, I've shown mine. Now show yours" The new Super Saiyan said in demand towards the midget surprising everyone except his mates "I know you are holding back three forms. So just skip to the real you before me or my friends get bored out of our skulls" The Saiyans couldn't believe it. Frieza could actually get stronger with a transformation? Their king had just done that but that was good for them. If Frieza did it then it would be bad in many levels.

"Why you impudent..." Frieza cut his insult short suddenly a titter of laughter coming out of him "You know, Bardock was it, I wasn't expecting this day to be such a fruitful one" Frieza's comment made the Super Saiyan to rose a glowing eyebrow "I thought that exterminating all of you would be a mistake. But I stand corrected. Erasing your feeble race is now well justified. Even my father would agree to that. Especially when I bring him a Super Saiyan rag to wear" The scar Super Saiyan merely snorted in response.

"How about we skip the politic argument..." The Super Saiyan stated in a bored tone, his arms flexing up with his biceps bulging a bit in tandem with his arm's movement "And we jump into the part where I kick your sorry ass back to daddy?" The comment was meant with a round of laughter from all the Saiyans around. The veins on Frieza' skin pocked even more in anger and power up.

"Just remember, I only wanted to spare you from a nightmare greater than no demon in Hell can equal!" Frieza's tone increased along with his energy. The remaining Saiyans floated backwards now knowing to really not get in the middle of these two modern Gods.

The Icejinn screamed out his short body showing rivulets of cracks. Red energy sipped from the open slits, like a boiled egg losing its shell. The ten-times gravity planet shuddered to the core by the unleashed ki. The growl of strength erupted in a purple blaze and blinded almost everyone around.

The storm of dust finally disappeared enough to allow the barren landscape to be seen. The taller and more slender Frieza stood over a pillar of stone. His head lacked the horns and was more human-like. His whole body was ivory including his tail and his purple gems covered his scalp, chest and shoulders. His look wasn't so threatening anymore. But the aura around him was simply unnerving.

The transformed alien sighed. He had never had to skip any of his suppressed forms before in battle. Even against his father, he had used his supressed forms. But it also felt incredible. Frieza had almost forgot how great his true birth power felt even if only at three percent.

"Well then, shall we take up where we..." The ivory-skinned alien started saying. He was shut up by a fist to the face, the knuckles sending a spray of purple blood out of his lips. Frieza careened out of control beyond the speed of sound as Bardock shot after him with a downwards kick to the chest. Frieza plowed the ground losing itself in a hole of five miles deep. The golden Saiyan being casually floated on the surface of his planet getting bored.

But hopefully that might have awaken Frieza up to actually use more of his powers. After all, even at three percent Bardock outclassed him by a great margin. And he was still warming up his Super forms.

The rumble, which came from beneath the soil brought the king back to the battle at hands. Frieza shot up with a white aura around him. More importantly, however, his power had easily multiplied twenty-fold. Bardock could only guess that it was fifty percent of his real strength. Quite a substantial boost. His warrior mind was thrilled to fight such a powerful being despite all the atrocities he had caused.

"Enough playing around!" Frieza said out loud, his stronger body sprinting through the air at speed no one could follow. Except for Bardock, that is. Throwing his forearm to his left, the King avoided a three-fingered kick to the midsection, deflecting the strike with greater physical strength. With a smirk, the Super Saiyan grabbed Frieza's ankles and flung him straight into a rocky mesa fifty miles away. Right when the Icejinn was finally controlling his flight, Bardock was in front of him, his left hand holding a blue glowing sphere of devastating power.

"Spirit Cannon!" Bardock enchanted. The trademark attack amplified several times over by the Super form sent the transformed tyrant sprawling inside the mesa, miles of ground shaking to the core by the power to erase a planet as big as Vegeta. Bardock sighed after not putting all of his ki behind it. Then the battle would have ended way too easily. But at the same time he wanted to injure Frieza as much as he could.

The tectonic plates of Planet Vegeta quaked again in great magnitudes. Now a gigantic mountain three yards high weighting more than fifty thousand tons was been lifted in the air. The Icejinn emperor floated beneath it raising the object with his mind powers. His whole body was scorched beyond recognition, the ashes almost like permanent black skin on him. But Frieza's anger couldn't be hidden with any quantity of ashes.

"Let's play fetch, monkey!" The ivory alien shouted with his insult. He aimed his hands forward and the TK sphere followed the master's command.

Frieza's telekinesis easily flung the massive mountain towards the enemy at speeds beyond notch five. Bardock, floating and uncaring casually shot his hands forward, another one of his Spirit Cannon erupting like a burning volcano of ki. The massive ten feet-wide sphere easily shattered the mountain and kept on towards the shooter. The scrapped Tyrant hastily rose a pink dome shield around his body. But the unparalleled orb cracked through it like it were nothing sending Frieza's smoking body down into the ground. It landed with a hard thud.

The ivory-skinned alien again stood up trying to catch his breath. He had never felt so powerless. Even now the Saiyan was overpowering him without trying. But obviously Frieza himself wasn't still at the fullest of his capacity.

The burned alien floated up towards the Super Saiyan stopping right at five meters from the ruler of Vegeta. The emerald met the garnet sight in a showdown of stares.

"I think I have let you win long enough" Frieza on his real form stated chuckling despite his obvious injuries thanks to Bardock's so-far calmed strikes "After all I'm only using..."

"Fifty percent of your power" Bardock stated now without a care in the world. He received a gobsmacked look from his rival "I can sense energies. Why do you think I'm not using a scouter?"

"Clever trick, my good friend" The tyrant remarked arms at his side smirking. Wind started flowing like a self-made hurricane from within Frieza's body "Hopefully it will allow you to see the true depths of terror of what I am!"

"Done monologuing?" Bardock asked arms folded over his chest in boredom. "I have a planet to rule, you know" With delight, Bardock saw one of Frieza's eyebrows twitch in barely-contained wrath.

"I'll enjoy this far more than I should" The Icejinn tyrant thought, extending his arms slightly in forty-five degrees from his ivory body. Lightnings surged for brief seconds his muscles pumping up ever so slightly. After eery seconds, the Super warrior grinned. Frieza's powers now were higher than his own

"Okay, my monologue is done" The tyrant stated with a vicious look on his eyes "Soon your life will follow" Faster than Bardock could predict, the emperor came from behind him a short jab to the lower back made Bardock scream out in pain. Frieza couldn't grin any bigger while his tail elongated around the Saiyan's two ankles. With a lashing motion the Super Saiyan was been whipped down into his own planet. The giant boulders cracked by the inhuman impact, the viewers covering from the backlash of the wind.

Frieza plummeted from above, his two feet landing hard on the Saiyan's chest. The planet trembled with the Saiyan viewers almost falling to the ground. The emperor's happy snarl switched into a stunned face. A hand came from inside the rubble pointing at his body. A basketball-sized energy orb came towards the tyrant, who back flipped and the sphere went into the air. But midway, it descended like having a tracing device on it. And Frieza, unable to sense ki, never felt the sphere until it was too late when it drop-bombed on his face.

The distraction worked long enough for the Super being to come out of his newly-made grave, smirking and with his aura erasing the traces of mud from his transformed body. He could see his black-scorched rival swaying drunkard for minutes. The king tried really hard to not laugh by his opponent's state. Frieza's senses returned after a few seconds and his baleful eyes would have killed the chuckling Bardock on the spot if he could.

"That actually hurt" Bardock cleaned the blood from his lips with his thumb, the scraps on his face and cuts on his arms not deterring him. He knew that Frieza was now at eighty percent of his maximum. Bardock wanted nothing less than one hundred percent to make his victory worth it. And he would push that power out of Frieza no matter what "Good thing I still have some power left to use"

"Done bluffing?" Frieza asked smirking. A Super Saiyan was one thing. But even he knew no one could go beyond that. What would it be? Ascended Saiyan?

Bardock only smirked back with his emerald eyes flashing even brighter. A yell of might surged from his throat letting loose a vortex of spiritual energy. The dust swirled up in thick clouds, the tone of Bardock's voice crescendoing alongside his muscles. The armor and clothes strained under new swelling muscle tissue, veins poking his iron-hard skin. Flashes of lightnings arcing from time to time as the power up continued. Frieza had to cover his face with his forearms like if the wind was now attacking him.

"Do you think this is a bluff?" The Super Bardock stated with his new strength invigorating his rougher voice. No scouter remained to measure his godly strength.

"So what, just bigger muscles?" The ivory-colored alien said not very amused "Like if that..." A short punch to the abdomen bent Frieza in agonizing pain, a knee following into his nose with deadly strength and accuracy. His body caved a trench until Frieza shot his hands into the ground, the telekinesis making him bounce into the air. The PTO emperor floated up in barely-contained anger "Clever prick!" Frieza rose his hand purple energy gathering in a slicing energy wave. But before he could attack, Bardock was in front of him, stopping his diabolical opponent with a kick to the nose. Frieza floated back in hot pain his blast dissipating from existence.

"Just because I got muscles doesn't mean my speed is hindered" Super Bardock stated now, arcs of lightnings following the swirl of his jagged aura "Yet" The Saiyan's brief thought crossed his mind only to keep him aware of not dragging this for too long.

The injured Icejinn accelerated his flight at blurring speed. But for the Ascended king, it was very slow in comparison. All of his Super Saiyan attributes had now been boosted up beyond his forms' limitations at the cost of using more of his ki reserves. But Bardock still had plenty of ki to go around.

His warrior reflexes made his body move to the right and dodging a left kick aimed to his ample chest. Briefly disappearing from sight, Bardock was behind his enemy, his hands grabbing the emperor from his shoulders. Before Frieza could move and fight back, the Ascended Saiyan had embedded his sharp knee into his enemy' spine, a bulge appearing on Frieza's chest. The Icejinn floated down, his body in way too much pain to even scream.

He puked more than a gallon of blood a pool on the dirty ground. His burnt-off body had never felt such an exhaustive beating ever before. The Icejinn's hands balled in tight fists that started bleeding. He punched the ground, spiderwebs of cracks spreading around for ten miles.

With anger halting his pain receptors from reaching his brain, the tyrant floated up at tremendous speed again to meet Bardock face to face. His eyes were fully blank in pure unadulterated wrath. His purple aura was coming alive increasing its diameter. His powers increased. Even the Saiyans without scouters could feel it.

"Enough, I'm one hundred and ten percent done!" The seething alien yelled at top of his voice. He folded his arms and charged all the way up "You monkeys will grovel at my feet before I dispose of you!" Lightnings circled his ever-increasing aura, Frieza's muscles pumping blood and ki into his muscles to let loose his self-established limitations "You think you can cause me pain? I'll return it to you ten-fold! No power equals me!" The sonic boom shattered window of the Saiyan city and set the whole atmosphere in motion "You will rue the day you decided to cross me!" Bardock had to cover his face from the attacking wind on him. It seemed that Frieza was now finally cutting loose.

"Now witness my true power!" The fully pumping emperor gloated in maleficence. His now bulkier body staggered many warriors. Even Bardock had to admit the power was incredible. If he hadn't seen his second son beating Frieza at this current level then even the king would hesitate in fighitng

"Can you feel it, monkey?! My ultimate power has no equal!" The overly-bloated ego of Frieza spoke in volumes. The Saiyan king, however, looked no further changed from his calmed demeanor.

"Except for me!" The Ascended Saiyan stated, his aura bursting and fighting Frieza's. Bardock powered up even further than Saiyans thought possible. His body mass increased even further than Frieza, his armor and clothes straining against the rippling muscles. His heart kept pumping blood and ki into his muscles to saturate them beyond their physical capacity of work. The overly-engorged Saiyan looked like an animal, his eyes also briefly blank. His power kept spiking higher than Frieza, his changes over the planet getting worse.

Now two pumped up rulers of alien races floated, their combined auras disturbing the natural air currents of the giant planet. Storms gathered around them the sound of thunder an ominous sign to the battle of Gods.

With a roar of a monster, Frieza shot into his enemy, with speed Bardock barely kept up with. Yet parring an attack to the side left him open for a barrage of even faster blows. The Saiyan grunted in pain, feeling the onslaught was overcoming him. His mind remained focused on his objective not letting the aching get the best of him. He was stronger than Frieza by a small margin. But now his speed would suffer the consequences of the new form.

"Etch this into your skull, you rotten simian!" Frieza at his full power screamed in, his punches a dazzling motion of speed and strength, each of his punches landing hard over Bardock's body. His armor cracked and the chunks were flung away into the wind. The Saiyan grimaced the attacks hurting more than he thought they would "I am the strongest in the universe!"

A rageful fist was intercepted with an open palm, then parried to the left and an elbow to the solar plexus were Frieza's answer. The panting Ultra Saiyan had blood smearing his face and a lot of bruises on his upper body. But his will to fight hadn't been deterred at all.

"You WERE the strongest!" The Ultra Saiyan stated just as loud and determined as Frieza. Applying pressure, the sounds of Frieza's knuckles cracking made the tyrant recoil "Now I'm removing you of your tittle and your life!" Bardock's ballistic rocket of a punch hit Frieza square on the chest right on his bio gem. The Icejinn rolled with the strike nullifying most of the damaging force, spinning and grabbing Bardock's arm with his nimble tail. The Saiyan was flung away at terminal velocity with Frieza chasing after him. Yet the king created a cushion of ki from behind him, bouncing back into the incoming rival. Their clash sent a gigantic fissure across a hundred miles of the planet, the clouds flying away by the shockwaves of their clashing strikes.

The battle kept on for what looked an eternity. Some of the Ozarus finally lost their forms returning to their human selves. But now almost nobody could follow the fight. Even with the two titans so pumped up that they had slowed down their combat.

But Bardock couldn't help but smile despite his condition. Now all the King had to do was resist until Frieza run out of power.


Both Hanasia and Fasha knew that fact.

"Curse him!" Hanasia said out loud in anger. The viewers mostly didn't care what she was saying too enthralled by the godly battle. However, Sarazade was paying attention to Hanasia' sudden comment "Bardock is losing power"

"That muscled form waists far more energy than it's worth" Fasha chimed in sighing. When they had first seen the form it had been mightily and almost orgasmic. But then they had seen the two main flaws of it.

"And getting his muscles bigger only made Bardock lose speed too" The long-haired hot warrior said shaking her head. If they hadn't been in a rush with the time, then her king would now be beating Frieza without breaking a sweat "Too bad he couldn't find another transformation before we left the room"

Suddenly an idea flashed across Fasha's mind.

"Maybe after this is over, we should try it ourselves" The short-haired Saiyan woman voiced her idea now smiling. Hanasia's eyebrows almost disappeared in her hair. That idea never crossed her mind. She was glad that her powers were now almost unequal without counting her two mates and whatever relative Frieza still had. But becoming a Super Saiyan herself?

She would give Fasha a nice reward after the battle was over. And after giving her king his reward too.

"Let's first enjoy the show before turning into legends" Hanasia replied with a massive grin on her face.


The two falcon punches landed on the enemies' cheekbones, Bardock and Frieza rolling backwards through the air spatting trickles of blood and saliva into the air. The booming impact created arcs of lightnings for fifteen seconds, the static a hellish for any kind of communication devices. The two fighters were looking beaten and bloodied, their pumped chests inflating and deflating continuously.

Bardock panted, his heavy breaths quite noticeable to everyone. His clothes were mostly gone completely showing his hulking frame to the viewers, who looked either jealous or aroused. Bardock's magnified muscles ached all over. Even the muscles he didn't know he even had. His throbbing arms wouldn't last for a lot more under this level of stress. His tendons and joints would split from the very skeleton if he wasn't careful enough.

However, so was Frieza's. It seemed causing him so much damage on his restrained forms had weaken his body. Coupled with the fact Frieza never really trained himself at his maximum and you get this tired situation. With the Emperor unable to maintain his full power for long periods of time. Something Bardock, after years of been a fighter and a few months of strenuous training could do even with his draining Super form.

Frieza's aura came alive, the living Icejinn missile impacting Bardock straight on his guts and propelling the Saiyan into the sky. The Icejinn shot his left hand a telekinetic bubble of strength capable of shattering small asteroids sending Bardock's body even further up. Gravity finally took hold and the body of the Saiyan king could be seen falling back.

The powered-up tyrant rose his right arm gathering his ki. The energy morphed into a plane saw-shaped disk. And his enemy was barely reacting to try and save himself.

"Die, you monkey!" Frieza blurted out with glints of malefic delight on his garnet eyes. His cutting attack aimed for the Saiyan's invigorated neck. Bardock's eyes widen, the speed behind the attack quite astounding even for him. The energy went clean through his flesh. The warriors bellow widen their eyes. Their king couldn't die.

"Yes!" Frieza's callous cry of victory was easily heard over the place.

Instead of blood, however, the neck only faded away like a ghost. The whole bulky body followed suit in seconds. Too late did Frieza caught up with the after image technique.

"Looking for someone?" Bardock's voice from behind made Frieza sprung into action. Only a bit too late, when Bardock's punch already hit the pumped Frieza on his right kidney making the emperor jerk up in blistering pain. The Ultra Saiyan didn't let up and followed with a pronounced knee to the coxis and an axe strike to the back of the head. The hundred-percent alien was sent flying through the pink-clouded sky at speed of a falling meteor. Bardock grinned knowing how to make Frieza suffer even further. Flying into Frieza's back with his leg outstretched, the Saiyan king kicked Frieza right on the dorsal vertebrae right behind his lungs. One could have seen a bulge on Frieza's chest resembling the shape and size of a human-sized boot. However, Bardock kept his flight in that position with Frieza's mind overflowed by so much ardent pain to do anything against his monkey alien attacker.

Many viewers wondered what was their king thinking. That was until they saw the incoming purple Saucer that Frieza had tried to use on Bardock. It was still flying around the air aimlessly as its owner had lost most of its conscious control over it.

Frieza's eyes almost bulged out when he saw what was coming his way. His own eviscerating attack, specifically created to kill his brother would be his own undoing. Bardock grinned and with his other booted foot, the Saiyan king kicked the enemy straight into the attack with a force to crack the planet's Moon. The emperor was forcefully trying to move away. But his wasted body didn't respond to his command fast enough. The slicing attack did just that for what it had been created for. With as ease as cutting through melting butter, the ki severed the emperor's right arm right at the shoulder height. Liters of blood exploded out of the grievous wound, his ki dropping to less than eighty percent. Frieza's wails could be heard anywhere with tears streaming down his beaten face. He rested on his knees trying to compress the open wound with his remaining hand.

The disk lost itself far away cleaving a building of the city in half. But the crumbling noise didn't distract the spectators from the display of violence. Even for Saiyan standards, this was settling a new record in violence.

A sudden movement of wind rushed the injured Frieza to look in front of him. The stern look from the glorious Golden Saiyan gave the emperor chills like no one had done in his long life. Even his father beating the shit out of him when he was a kid was a good puppy-like thought compared to this.

Finally something over Frieza's mind. Fear. The natural answer of the body to something dangerous you couldn't escape or fight.

"Stay away, you monster!" The armless Frieza said completely terrified by the towering monster of a Super Saiyan. But at this point, it had to be considered a Mega Saiyan. The tyrant back stepped but stumbled on loosen rocks. He landed on his ass more focused on keeping his garnet eyes on the golden and hulking enemy.

The pumped-up alien King grinded his clutched teeth, not going to show mercy on the bastard. He had some ki left so it was time to use it and put the period on this sentence.

With a howl of warrior madness, the King's boot landed on Frieza's chin sending him flying up with a concussive force of ten asteroids exploding. But the Saiyan didn't let him go away grabbing his scorched tail and reeling the enemy back. With another roar the Ultra Saiyan punched the shit out of the bleeding Frieza straight on his abdomen. The attack didn't stop there with a knee to the thigh that cracked the Icejinn's femur and a clap at Frieza's ears that completely unbalanced his internal ear. But nothing or no one was stopping the carnage. Bardock kept on against the groggy Frieza grabbing his neck, lifting him up like a pebble and then smashing back into a slob of granite, the sheer force of the attack digging a trench of miles deep. The planet rumbled with eleven-grade earthquakes.

"Isn't this what you feared, Frieza?!" Bardock blurted out punching his enemy relentlessly and recklessly. His ki was dropping fast but Frieza was not living any extra second in the universe. Not as long as Bardock could muster the last drop of energy "Well, you were always right. We Saiyans have power no one can comprehend. You thought yourself as an almighty God? Well, look at you, bleeding like a common vermin!" Soon as he finished, the Mighty alien shot a falcon punch straight to the nose bridge. The massive force behind the attack caved the ground for more five miles and sent Frieza spiraling for at least fifty. The resounding shockwave crumbled some buildings of the Saiyan city.

But those could be rebuild. Frieza's cracked nose... maybe not so much. The tyrant landed with a thud. The beaten Emperor struggled to climb back on his feet, his one arm shaking to get him up. The languishment was too much for anyone. But Frieza wasn't anyone. He was the ruler of the Galaxy!

"You will all die!" Frieza blurted out in his blood-shot eyes, madness taking over his outworn brain. He rose his only arm left and charged a gigantic sphere of pinkish color. If he was dying then these foul creatures would come with him!

Bardock neatly shot in front of the enemy and grabbed his remaining wrist, completely twisting it in a disgusting angle, the snapping sound of bones heard by everyone with no difficulty. The deranged Icejinn screeched like an injured animal, his lower jaw swiftly shut close by an even mightier uppercut, courtesy of Bardock's free hand. The sheer force of the Ultra Saiyan completely shattered all of the Icejinn's teeth rocking his skull. Everything moved in slow motion for everyone, as Frieza's body made a backwards arc through the air and into the ground while Bardock folded his thrown punch back to his side. His gloved hand still had Frieza's usable hand and so the King reeled him in only microseconds. The Icejinn had time to only widen his bloodshot eyes before a sharp left elbow pile-drived his cheekbone with the strength to crack asteroids into tinny little pieces. Frieza's body had convulsions after the massive head trauma and brain damage no healing tank could restore.

Now the time had come.

With Frieza still grabbed by the broken wrist, The Super Saiyan forced his enemy down against the ground of granite with his bruised ivory chest pressing against the hard mother rock of the planet. Bardock then started decisively punching his enemy in the back, plowing Frieza further inside the soil with reckless and ungodly strength the Hakaishin would clap at. The Saiyan world shuddered in fear when the earthquakes threatened to bring the cities down on their foundations. No warrior paid head to that only caring for a certain victory.

Bardock then grabbed his enemy's neck with the two of his enlarged hands and with a disgusting noise, Frieza's neck shattered in a very unconventional angle. But the carnage didn't end there. Far from it. With a scream of beastly effort, Bardock kept pulling the shattered neck upwards with all of his inhuman force. The purple blood splashed everything and everyone around in gorish show of brutality.

The blood-covered King raised the bisected head of the former tyrant of the galaxy. The eye sockets had no glint of malice, the spinal cord hanging from beneath the dripping neck. The Saiyan's clutched blood-smeared teeth and his pumping muscles gave Bardock the look of a triumphant titan. His following roar towards his fellow Saiyans indicated his supreme and undeniable victory.

Finally the Saiyans were free.


There was no movement in the barren arena. Clouds of dust rose into the cobalt sky from the demolished buildings or the smoking craters from the battle. No one seemed to be even able to mutter a whisper. Not even a disgust look over the putrid remains of an effeminate galaxy emperor.

However, the roars engulfed the battlefield, the whole army of Saiyans shooting blasts to the sky in celebration. Chants for Bardock echoed around the place. Yet many didn't dare to come close to their king. They were fearful they would die by just touching his aura alone.

Bardock's shoulders lumped forward as his body first lost the extra muscle mass and later the golden color. His eyes rolled to the back of their sockets, his hair going palm-looks. Luckily his two mates managed to caught him before he could completely fall. The others got close to him hoping their king hadn't died.

A rose hand from the worn-out warrior ruler calmed everyone. Despite his bloodied condition, he still install respect and obedience without having to ask for it. His actions talked for him.

"Enough with the long faces" The bleeding and tired Bardock said towards his kinsmen. He looked at everyone with eyes that still held the legendary power "As the king, I order all of you to start celebrating!" Not needing any further encouragement the Saiyans yelled out congratulating one another with friendly punches.

Bardock still felt his legs like jelly before Hanasia and Fasha took off with him hanging from the two.

"Easy there, champ" Hanasia said with a small grin. She placed her mate over her shoulder so he could take a breather "I think you need a rest" The two ladies carried the beaten king towards the city. The medical bay would still be functioning as it was in the center of the city and far away from the Saiyan/Icejinn War.

"But you better heal quickly" Fasha said now with an unwavering sly grin. Her tail briefly smacked Bardock on the butt jolting him back briefly to consciousness "Because we are going to party" Her kinky whisper into his ears made the tired king laughed. Despite his lounges were burning like a furnace after his battle.

"Without me?" The panting King said with joking mirth. His tiredness couldn't hide his good mood "How can there be a party then?"

"I think I smelled a couple of ladies having an orgasm when you transformed" Hanasia said to her mate smiling with ideas. Bardock had a good laugh by that comment. Mostly he could smell the mating odor and it wasn't just coming from the Saiyan ladies of the audience but also from his own two close mates.

"What can I say?" The palm-haired alien said a bit arrogantly. After defeating the tyrant of his race, he deserved to be arrogant for a while "I'm too hot for my own good"


Notes from Chapter 4:

I know many would have preferred more actions for the soldiers. But I'm really not in the mood to start inventing OCs.

Also brief cameos of the Legendary Super Saiyan form, Icejinn's Fifth form and a new Super Saiyan God form I've designed.

While Bardock had the complete strength advantage over Frieza, his bulky body also restrained him in speed as always. Which allowed Frieza for some good counters. But nothing effective in the end.

Also Bardock knew about Frieza's full power limitation so his bigger body could survive the attacks until Frieza finally ran out of steam.


Power Levels:

Bardock: 1.5 million

Super Saiyan: 75 million

Ascended Saiyan: 112.5 million

Ultra Saiyan: 135 million

Fasha: 1.1 million

Hanasia: 1.3 million

Zorn: 16,000

Sarazade: 20,000

Saiyan warriors: Average from 5,000 to 13,000 (with particular exceptions)

Frieza:

First form: 530,000

True form (5 percent): 6 million

True form (50 percent): 60 million

True form (80 percent): 96 million

True form (100 percent): 120 million

Zarbon:

Normal: 23,000

Beast: 32,000

Ginyu: 120,000


The fight for the fate of the Saiyans is over and we have a winner! See next chapter to read the end of my story!