Chapter 7: Secrets Unveiled
On one of several planets enslaved by Frieza before he died, a tall, looming figure looked out of the glass window on the side of the building. He breathed in deeply as he felt the commander of the search team die. He inwardly chuckled to himself as he realized that the commander had to resort to the fail-safe, and he still lost.
The dark figure frowned. The commander wasn't supposed to die, though. His intelligence told him that the Saiyans on the planet were weak in comparison to the power phase. He turned slightly to look at the stars, more in the direction of earth.
He'd heard quite a few stories of the mighty Saiyans that killed Frieza, his older brother. How their hair turned gold and their power jumped to unimaginable heights. Considering past circumstances, the myth of the Super Saiyan did come as a surprise to him. Especially when he had heard that a Super Saiyan killed his nephew and his brother. He was a Cold, though, he was supposed to not have strong family ties. And that was just what he did, though, in his evil spirit, he still held a sentiment respect for his family. However, it was something easily thrown away for the moment.
The doors behind him flew open and he turned to face the leader of the Garuso Force. He was a large, buff red alien with commando style armor. The armor itself was only second to Frost's own armor.
"You're Majesty." The red alien bowed his head as he bent on one knee.
Frost didn't turn, "Report, Moru."
Hearing the crispness in his master's voice, Moru nodded and raised his head, "The pods have been outfitted with the upgraded rocket repulsors, Master. If we leave within the next day, we shall arrive on Earth in two months."
Frost remained still, "Acceptable."
"My Lord? If I may ask something?" Moru said.
Frost nodded, "Proceed."
"The Gutari Squad?" Moru said.
"What about them?" Frost asked icily.
Moru frowned, "The commander of the squad, Rutsu, was defeated by two Saiyans, correct?"
Frost did turn finally, "How would you know that? I have given no report as to their demise."
Moru stood up and gave a smirk, "I have been monitoring their levels since they arrived. All of a sudden, they started to blink out one by one. I searched the area where they were sent. Reports of multiple Saiyan sightings, including the death of your father and brothers, caught my eye and, once Rutsu died, I knew that only a Saiyan could do just that."
"Your ways of information collection is…impressive." Frost said, his voice hard, "Very well. Leave tomorrow. If things become extreme, I will be within contact."
"I don't think that I will have to contact you at all, Master." Moru said confidently as he turned to leave.
"Moru." Frost called out gruffly.
Moru stopped and turned to Frost, "Yes Lord Frost?"
Frost frowned deeply, "Do not overestimate your abilities. It was that same thought that allowed my father and my brothers to be killed. They thought they were stronger than the Saiyans and that nothing in all the universe could help the Saiyans to stop them. It was only at the hands of death itself did they realize that they were wrong. You are a valuable asset and I would hate to lose you to the impetuous thoughts of my family."
Moru nodded, giving Frost a bow, "I will take that to heart, Lord Frost. Thank you."
Frost nodded and waved a dismissive hand, "Go now."
Moru nodded and gave a bow before leaving, leaving Frost to his own thoughts. Frost knew that Moru and his team would give the Saiyans a run for their money, maybe even kill one of them, but, in all reality, they wouldn't be able to stop them. The Saiyans had grown much stronger in the last few decades. There was a time when a Saiyan's power level, at most, was 10,000 to 12,000.
But now wasn't that case. The Saiyan's levels had grown exponentially. Frieza's fourth form held a power level of 145,000,000. Cooler's fifth form held a power level of 170,000,000. Those levels were insufficient to a full scale obliteration of the Saiyan race, Frost realized recently. Frost's own power now, in his second form, was high, but, without a proper scale of just how strong the Saiyans were, he couldn't deduce anything yet. Yet, he wondered how strong his own final forms would be against the Saiyans.
He took a deep breath and looked out to the everlasting stars. Many of those were planets that he had conquered with his family, some by himself. Earth was just that: A planet for domination under his boot. However, it was a planet with a higher defensive force, that being the Saiyans.
Frost smirked darkly, "All in good time, Saiyans. Soon, your defense will break and I'll be there to throw you into the fire."
Frost turned from the window and walked down the nearest corridor to a sealed room. The room had a padlock, fingerprint analyzer, several laser sensors, and a bomb attached to it in case of a…complication.
After all of the precautions were disabled, Frost stepped into a dark, humid room with only a dim light above his head. The room was vacant except for the metal chair with a being strapped to it. He walked up to the being and shouted, "Wake up!"
The being looked up. It was a Saiyan. A female Saiyan. She was at least eighteen years old and a brown tail swiveled at her side, barely containing life itself. Her eyes were black but lifeless, such as the color's internal meaning of itself. All in all, she looked horrible and looked as if she'd seen so many horrors with her own eyes.
"What?" The female's voice was rough and strained.
Frost smiled darkly, "Now, now, don't be like that, Forte. You know that all this…" He gestured to the barren room and the dim light and the lack of proper nutrition, "…can end if you help me."
"You are asking me to betray all I stand for." Forte said softly so as to not break her vocal cords.
Frost shook his head, "Wrong, Forte. All I'm asking you to do is help me gain the Saiyan's trust."
Forte's eyes sparked with anger, "Therefore betraying what's left of my race! You already killed my family, can't you leave the rest of us alone?!"
Frost shook his head, "I cannot. The Saiyans on Earth killed my family, therefore, I must extract justice upon them for such an act."
Forte gave a dry chuckle, "Your family had death coming to them one way or another, the rest of my people just sped up the process."
Frost growled, "Then you can see why they must die."
"No, they were protecting themselves and ending your family's reign of terror." Forte said, "And when you face them, you're going to get the same thing: death."
Frost turned his back to her, "So, you won't assist me?"
Forte shook her head, "No, but I will do something for you."
"What is that, my dear?" Frost spat.
Forte smiled slightly to herself. She was outfitted with a ki suppressor when she was abducted and she had a new one on her as of yesterday. However, no one thought that it would malfunction. It did and now she had a clear shot. He had heard of a Saiyan becoming a Super Saiyan and she made herself reach that exact peak. She had to let go of all her hate, all her desire for revenge and replace that with her love for her family and her race. Then, she used her rage for her love. She had made it her goal to avenge her people...or, at the very least, join those who were avenging them.
And to avenge her people she had to become a legend.
A Super Saiyan.
With a cry of absolute release of power, a bright gold aura flashed to life around Forte and her long, black hair stood up on edge, defying gravity before it became a bright golden color. Her black, lifeless eyes immediately changed to a powerful teal color and she leaped up, breaking her restraints. The ground below her quaked as energy poured out from her body and into her shining aura. The strength was unbelievable.
She knew that even in her Super Saiyan form, she was no match for Frost. However, his defenses were down and he was vulnerable and susceptible to attack.
Frost only turned his head slightly as his prisoner suddenly broke free. He wasn't expecting such a thing from Forte and he wasn't able to block as a foot came crashing into his side, throwing him to the side of the room. It was the initial shock that she wanted.
That was all Forte needed.
She dashed out of the room and immediately blew a hole through the roof of the facility and rose into the air, ignoring the pain radiating like a star through her entire body. She looked down and saw Frost staring back up at her. She knew she had only a few seconds.
She looked around frantically until she saw the landing pad. She increased her power to full and she flew through the air as phenomenal speeds. Once she reached the landing pad, one of the Garuso members, Bakuh, was inspecting his modified pod. Forte saw the scout on the ground next to the dark green skinned alien and smiled. He wouldn't be able to tell that she was coming.
She ran straight toward him and delivered a fierce kick to his stomach, catching him completely off guard. The alien spat out a few drops of blood before he was thrown to the side away from his pod.
Bakuh regained his bearings and did a mid-flip, landing on his feet. He smirked as he saw that it was Forte, "Ah, so the prisoner has escaped? Now, just like your father, you will die! I've waited a long time for this! Death Cannon!" He threw his hand up, his thumb next to his index finger as his hand was flat. His aura flashed red before he launched a large beam of red energy.
Forte frowned. She was much stronger, but she could sense the power difference between Bakuh. Though, she could at least direct a blast to deflect his.
She screamed at the top of her lungs as the golden aura grew brighter and she lifted both of her hands up in his direction. A large ball of yellow ki appeared in her hand, "Star Shot!"
The ball of ki had barely left her hands before she jumped into Bakuh's space pod and ignited the engines. Bakuh's blast connected with hers and exploded in a flash of fiery light that bathed the landing pad in sparks. He launched another blast, but the pod lifted into the air and into space, completely avoiding the blast.
In the pod, Forte breathed a sigh of relief. Her power immediately dropped and her hair and eyes returned to their regular black color. She leaned back in the chair of the pod. It proved to be a mistake as she cried out in pain and sat up abruptly. She had forgotten about the lashings of the energy whip that Frost had given her as a punishment for being uncooperative.
She reached for the nav. computer and typed in Earth's coordinates.
She groaned as she saw the time duration: fifty nine earth days and thirteen hours. That would mean that the stasis gas would be coming on in a moment.
Almost on cue, white gas filled the pod and she felt herself start to fade away into undisturbed sleep. As she leaned back, she was careful not to hurt herself and she closed her eyes. As she felt the final stages of unconsciousness start to come upon her, she smiled to herself at the thought of true sleep.
She wasn't going to be woken up for another two months.
Frost wasn't going to catch her in time.
She'd make it to Earth and help the surviving Saiyans save their world.
Frost looked up into the sky, a deep frown spreading across his face. Forte had escaped and now another Saiyan would be against him. He wasn't scared though. Oh no, he wasn't even affected in the least. He was just weighing the forces in one hand and the effects in the other.
Forte was strong, but, even with the delay, she would be no match for them.
"Lord Frost?" said Moru coming up behind Frost, "Should we go after her immediately?"
Frost smirked, "No, let her go. I'll give her a month head start, no more. You and your team will leave in a month from now."
"But why?" Moru asked respectively.
"Because, I want a challenge for you. You and your team have gone a long time without a challenge, wouldn't you say so?" Frost said.
Moru pondered this over, "It has been a while."
"Indeed, so it would only stand to reason that you would need yet another opponent." Frost said as he turned to Moru. "I'll admit that this turn of events is…unexpected, but it is by no means unfortunate. I've always wanted to see a Super Saiyan. I wanted to see the form that killed my family. Now I have and it is…impressive. I think you'll be just up to the challenge."
"Very well, Lord Frost. I shall inform my squad of the change." Moru said before he left the landing pad.
Frost stood there, staring into the darkened sky, smirking to himself. Forte was bound to escape, and that was just fine with Frost. In fact, it now made things more interesting. Though, he was surprised that Forte was able to obtain the Super Saiyan form with the anger in her heart. Maybe she was able to suppress it?
Frost didn't know for sure.
But one thing was for sure, Fonte's secret was out. She was a Super Saiyan and no doubt would surpass that with the training she would receive from the other Saiyans on Earth. Frost turned to the exit of the landing pad. He had some planning to do.
Though, another part of his plan had already been put into action. He pulled out a control box out of his cape and slammed his hand on the red button marked "ACTIVATION: PROJECT X."
"Surprise, surprise, Saiyan. Here it comes, right from under you."
Jet and Gohan touched down on the ground in front of Bulma's laboratory. The commander's body was draped over Jet's shoulders as he powered down from Super Saiyan. He turned to Gohan, "Get Bulma…no, scratch that. Get Vegeta. He'll actually know what this is."
Gohan nodded and ran out to the back of the very large building. He saw the GR just ahead of him. He could hear the repeating sounds of energy blasts sounding from inside. Vegeta was in there.
Gohan jumped over a fence and ran over to the GR. He pressed in the activation codes and the door slid open. He knew Vegeta had put the gravity to a high level so he didn't step in.
"Vegeta!" Gohan shouted and the Saiyan Prince in question stopped training.
"What the heck to you want?" Vegeta said as he deactivated the gravity. The training bots he was working with shut down and he wrapped a towel around his neck. Gohan noticed he was a Super Saiyan. He must've been training pretty hard.
"Vegeta, we need to talk to you." Gohan said urgently.
Vegeta raised an eyebrow, powering down as he did so, "What is it, boy? I have important training matters to attend to."
Gohan pointed backwards with his thumb, "I have to show you. It's hard to explain it."
"Very well." Vegeta said, strangely calm. "Show me."
Gohan nodded and the two made it to the front lawn. The commander's body was sprawled out on the ground, his eyes white and a large whole in his abdomen. Jet was standing just behind the body.
"Rutsu?" Vegeta said immediately.
"Rutsu?" Jet raised an eyebrow, "Who is Rutsu? The dead guy?"
Vegeta nodded, "The 'dead guy' is Rutsu. He was a commander in the Cold army and was stationed near Yardrat to inspect the planet just about the time that Planet Vegeta exploded."
"He's a commander in Frieza's army?" Gohan asked.
"Probably not anymore." Vegeta said, "Frieza's own army disbanded after his death. Most of the Cold army had disbanded after the death of King Cold. I have no idea why he is here."
"Can you explain why when he hit his chest really hard his power rivaled my Super Saiyan powers?" Jet asked giving Vegeta a glare.
Vegeta's eyes widened, "He did what now? How is that possible?"
"I don't know, that's why we're here." Gohan said, "We thought you might be able to tell us why that happened and why he was here."
"I can't give you answers on either, boy." Vegeta said gruffly. "I've told you what I know now leave me alone." He started to walk back to the GR.
"Wait! Can we leave him here for Bulma to look at? Maybe she can find out what made him stronger." Gohan shouted.
Vegeta shrugged, "If you wish."
Jet nodded then rose into the air, "Thanks." He turned to Gohan, "Come on, Gohan, we've only got a few minutes before class starts."
"Oh no." Gohan said, flying into the air as supersonic speeds, with Jet following right behind him.
Power Levels
Jet: 605,000,000 Super Saiyan: 9,250,000,000
Gohan: 604,000,000 Super Saiyan: 9,000,000,000
Vegeta: 530,000,000 Super Saiyan: 7,500,000,000
Videl: 100
2nd Form Frost: N/A
Forte: 2,000,000 Super Saiyan: 100,000,000 Full Power: 125,000,000 Star Shot: 130,000,000
Moru: 875,000,000
Bakuh: 500,000,000 Death Cannon: 150,000,000
