Ok, onwards to the next chapter! But first, to the reviews: Frieza will not be a Z Fighter. He will be distant from them. That being said, I'm not saying that he won't meet up with the Z Fighters at some point. Secondly – I thought I said no Bio-Broly at the end of the last chapter, but apparently I didn't. Not because I have anything against it – I haven't seen it, and won't have the chance to. Don't forget the poll people! Check my profile – it'll be up till the end of the month. I have a beaut of an idea for the Buu saga to help show the extent of Frieza's guilt. Let's just say…Kaioshin. Cameo and possibility of becoming a recurring character if you can guess what I have planned. Oh, and ONE MORE THING – in my universe, Raditz dies not because of the gaping hole through his stomach, but because of the fact that Vegeta had installed a tiny bomb in his scouter. When Raditz panicked, Vegeta detonated it, disposing of him for similar reasons that he did with Nappa. Goku still dies from the gaping chest wound, though. Oh. Forgot. The Frieza Soldiers that are killed by Vegeta are revived, as are Zarbon and Dodoria. Hmm…this has the makings of an Evil Persons Therapy Group. Just Saiyan. ;)
Namek
"HUUUUUUUHH!" Vegeta sat up abruptly, gasping for air. The first thing he thought was, Where the hell did Hell go? He barely had time to take in the fact that he was alive again before he was viciously attacked.
By a frog.
It landed a beautiful right hook to Vegeta's face, accomplishing absolutely nothing besides a wet smack. Landing on the other side of Vegeta, facing away from him, it struck a pose that looked absolutely ridiculous.
Vegeta laughed so hard he passed out, falling on top of the frog, which gave a surprised yelp and started to try to squeeze its way out.
Earth
"Ack, hack, uugh, bleargh," Raditz choked, pushing his way out of the shallow grave. This startled the short farmer that was tilling the land above where he had been buried – oddly enough, the same farmer that had accosted him when he had first landed. "Holy crap, the zombie apocalypse is startin'! Hey, wait…Oh, Kami, not you again!" The shotgun came out of nowhere, and Raditz again had to catch a bullet as it whizzed towards his face – scouter-less, interestingly enough. His armor was intact, no holes. "Ugh. And that worked sooo well last time you did it." He flicked the bullet at a nearby mountain. He tossed the farmer in his truck – which smelled rather funny and made Raditz want to hug the farmer – and pushed the truck down the road. Halfway down the road, the engine started, and black smoke poured out in vast quantities from the tailpipe, and the engine roared to life. Raditz sighed. He held no illusions of taking over this world – even without being ki-sensitive, he could feel the ki from fighters more powerful than he on the Earth. So he headed off for the highest one, spending the flight trying to look as non-threatening as possible.
Also Earth
"Vegeta! Nooooo….wait, what?" Nappa barely had time to register that he was alive before he started eating dirt. He laid there for a few seconds, trying to take in what was going on. "Nappa? Huh. And there you were getting on me about being weaker than a Saibaman, and you're eating dirt." Raditz descended from the air, landing right beside the Saiyan elite. "I can still smear you, you third-class Saiyan, so I'd watch my tongue." Raditz chuckled. "Surely even you can feel that massive power on the horizon – actually, it's getting closer. I'm not fighting that. You want to go get killed again, be my guest." He was anticipating Nappa's words before they even came out – the battle-hungry Saiyan was as eager for a fight as ever. "Hah. Call yourself a Saiyan…" Nappa turned to the direction that the power was coming from. They didn't have to wait long – a green dot appeared, followed by a blue one with black hair.
Nappa laughed. "Hahaha! It's that runt and the Namekian. Looks like the Namekian got revived as well. Nice. Now I get to kill him again, and I'll get a shot at Kakarot's brat as well." Raditz merely shook his head at his companion's stupidity and walked over to a nearby stone and sat down, waiting.
Nappa was felled by a single blow to the stomach from Gohan, who was rather ticked off that they hadn't thought this out and not modified the wish to not include Vegeta and co. Piccolo started after Raditz, but stopped as he noticed that the Saiyan made no move to defend himself. "What are you playing at, Raditz? Get up, so I can kill you again." Raditz sighed again. "Don't want to fight. I just want to be left alone. I died once. I didn't like what I saw. The gorilla over there – " he jerked a thumb over his shoulder at Nappa – "He seems to have a thing for Hell. That or he didn't remember it. Wouldn't be a surprise. And you didn't kill me. Vegeta did, remember?" Nappa groaned from the crumpled heap he was in on the ground. Piccolo blinked, then shook his head. "And I thought I'd seen it all…Fine. Go to Capsule Corps. It's the big yellow dome. Don't even think of trying anything – I'm more than fast enough to snatch any hostages away." Raditz laughed hollowly. "Don't worry. I know that I'm outclassed." He lifted off, in the direction that the Namekian had pointed.
Namek
Vegeta woke to a frog dancing triumphantly on his stomach. He laughed again, but not so hard as he had before. The frog fell off, croaking in surprise and anger, and immediately attempted to repeat its earlier attack. Vegeta grabbed it in mid-flight, arresting its movement. Surprisingly, it had five toes on its front legs, both of which it used to deliver a universally understood sign.
Vegeta laughed. "Judging from your antics, I'd guess you're Ginyu. How the mighty have fallen! If Frieza could see you now, he'd probably squish you right off. I, however, have different plans." Vegeta grinned evilly. The frog gulped audibly, croaking miserably.
The ground suddenly shook. "Men, go!" "Jeice!" "Burter!" "And together we are?" "The Ginyu Force!" All two of the Ginyu Force's members that were currently in their own bodies (and alive) glared at Vegeta. "All right, I'll have the first crack at 'im," said Jeice, cracking his knuckles. "Wow…we aren't much of a force anymore, are we, Jeice?" said Burter. "Ehh, we kin still take 'im, Burter."
It took Vegeta exactly ten point five seconds to demolish the Ginyu Twosome. He tossed Ginyu up in the air, then snapped his fist out to catch Jeice in the gut, throwing his other hand out to keep Jeice from flying backwards. Grabbing him around the waist, he flipped him up in the air, then appeared above him and backhanded the hapless soldier into the ground. Burter barely had time to register that there was a fist coming for his face before it hit him, knocking him a quarter of a mile in less than two seconds. Appearing in the plane of flight, Vegeta knocked him right back to where they had been, planting him right next to Jeice. He flipped his arm up, and caught Ginyu just as he was about to splat on the ground.
The frog passed out.
Frieza's ship
"Ahhh…Thank you…Dende, was it? Thank you…" Frieza patted the child's head lightly, smiling for Dende's benefit, though internally he felt like anything but. Dende smiled back, happy that the tyrant was no longer evil. His hands stopped radiating healing energy, and he drew them back. Suddenly, there came from farther on in the ship cries of shock and fear. Frieza started, as did the two Namekians. Several moderately low power levels registered on the scouter, as well as three higher – level ones in the twenty to thirty thousand range – along with two in the low hundred thousands and one in the tens of millions. "What is going on?" Frieza wondered aloud. Suddenly, Namekian power levels started popping up in several areas. "Hmm…The Dragon Balls must be responsible." Frieza smiled, genuinely this time. "I'm glad that you were able to revive those lost to me and my henchmen…wait, what!?" As quickly as they had appeared, several power levels were dropping off the map completely like marbles off a crooked table. Frieza immediately blasted off, punching a hole in the roof. "Oh great…just when I had fixed the other ones," Escar muttered, somewhat irritated. He quickly blasted off after the Arcosian, though, followed by Dende.
When Frieza arrived at the site of the power levels' disappearance, he noticed three things. Firstly, he noticed the dead bodies of the Namekians around him, most with horrified and pained expressions on their faces. Secondly, he noticed the few that were living cowering in the ruins of a home (Frieza had not gotten to fixing this village yet.). They cried out in fear at the sight of the Arcosian, and one looked mad enough to kill the person across from them.
Which was the third thing that Frieza noticed. Pink skin – fleshy spikes poking out like little nails. Fat as an obese walrus. The person dumped the dead, headless body they were holding on the ground. "Lord Frieza! It's good to see you agai-AAAAAUGH!" Dodoria screamed as his body was reduced to atomic ash by a humongous energy blast that emanated from Frieza – who was apparently so mad at what Dodoria had done, he had immediately shifted into his final form, without any of the usual buildup or flipping through his forms. The smoke cleared a few seconds later, revealing Frieza at the start of an enormous crater that stretched into the distance. Water began rushing towards the start from the horizon. His finger was extended, smoking, his arm shaking. He growled in anger and sadness, the emotions he had just recently managed to get to levels that he could function with surging back with a vengeance.
The two power levels that were in the hundred thousands started dropping, though neither disappearing, seconds after Dodoria died. In the air near where Dodoria had just been floated Zarbon, looking shocked. "Did you have anything to do with this?" growled Frieza. Zarbon shook his head no, shaking violently. "Good. Go back to the ship, and wait for me there." Zarbon took off in a slightly jagged trail of light, due to his violent shaking. Frieza also took off, in the direction that he had sensed the power levels dropping
As Frieza arrived at the location where the power levels had been dropping for the second time, he was greeted by the wet body of a frog smacking into his face. It flopped down his face, then landed on the ground, where it immediately stood up and promptly fell backwards at seeing Frieza. Scrambling back up, it struck a pose that was so familiar and comical, Frieza could only stare and think, That frog cannot be Ginyu…He pushed the frog out of his thoughts, and tossed it to Dende, who had just landed. Frieza walked into the middle of a large crater that had a blue lump and a white-and-red lump sticking out of the ground in the center. He walked over to them, and tapped them. One groaned. "Jeice? That you?" moaned Burter. The Arcosian was about to pull them out when he felt a wave of ki wash over him from behind. Whirling around, he saw Vegeta hovering in mid-air, looking cocky. "So! You've come to try and finish me off? Well, go ahead, try! I am even more powerful than before! I am now truly a Super Saiyan!" Frieza gave him a dumb look. "Then where's your golden hair?" he asked. "What do you…Dammit, Kakarot achieved it, didn't he? Then why aren't you a bloody pulp now?" Frieza looked down at his own three-toed feet. "He..He spared me." Vegeta shrieked furiously. "He did WHAT? Oh, I am going to murder hi-…That..bastard…" he started, then spat. "I knew that coward didn't have the guts to finish you. So I guess I'll have to do it!" he roared, leaping at Frieza. Caught off guard, Frieza flew backwards, almost to the village. Dende and Escar followed, though Vegeta warned them off from interfering with a malevolent glare. Dende touched down lightly in the village, Escar next to him, waiting for the fight to make it to the village. They didn't have to wait long; the two were battling furiously, Frieza actually finding Vegeta more of a challenge than he had been before. Pumping power into his muscles, he powered up to 50%, and backhanded Vegeta through a mountain. He was about to fly after him when a horrified cry sounded from below him. "No! Elder Moori!" Dende knelt over the prone form of the Namekian elder, desperately pumping out healing magic. None of it worked.
Because he was already dead, and the Namekian Dragon Balls were with him.
Forever.
Dun dun DUUUUUN! Yes, I am that evil to end it here. Don't forget to review! It's right down there! And thank you for all the reviews I've already received.