After completing his training, Frieza and his father headed to Earth.
Upon touching down on the planet, the tyrannical duo levitated out of the roof hatch of their ship and planted their feet on the rugged terrain. Moments later, several soldiers took their stance behind them.
"So this is the miserable ball of dirt that monkey calls home eh?" Frieza studied his surroundings before turning his attention to the group of soldiers standing behind him. "Move out men! Rid this trash heap of its filthy inhabitants!"
"Yes sir!" The soldiers flew up into the air. But within seconds, their corpses plummeted down from the sky.
Without even a second to speculate, Frieza and Cold were greeted by an unexpected stranger.
It was a young man, with purple hair parted down the middle, with a face that many would find aesthetically pleasing. He was sporting a purplish blue jacket with a Capsule Corp logo on his shoulder and black cargo pants. His most notable accessory was a sword case that was strapped to his right shoulder.
"And who the hell might you be?" Frieza asked.
"Someone that's here to kill you," the young man said.
"Oh?" Frieza exchanged looks of confusion with his father, as though they weren't sure what they had heard. "It's staggering how this planet's just infested with insects. Do you even know who you're standing up to?"
"Yeah you're Frieza. And I know all about your little vendetta against Goku."
"Ah, so you're a comrade of that Saiyan filth?" Frieza asked.
"Don't know him personally, but I know we share similar interests… Oh and I hate to break it to you, but your little rematch isn't going down."
Frieza brought a hand to his mouth and chuckled under his breath. "Ha, and next I presume you'll tell me the two of you are on par with one another?"
"Who knows? The only thing you should be worrying about is the fact that we're both Super Saiyans." The young man formed a smile that exhibited as much confidence as his bold threats.
Upon hearing the stranger's remark, Frieza burst into a bout of laughter. "Ha, even if what you claim is true, such old news no longer fazes me."
"Alright metal face, I think it's time we dropped the small talk and got right down to it." The young man brushed his hair aside and revealed a tranquil but unsmiling expression. He enclosed himself in a golden aura while his hair simultaneously spiked upward and began turning blond. With a mighty shout his aura grew brighter as a whirlwind blew around him. Seconds later, when the shimmering light settled down, he stepped forward as a Super Saiyan.
Frieza flinched, taking in a sharp breath of air. "Ah, so there was truth behind all that chatter after all."
The Super Saiyan stood silently, flaunting his golden aura.
"I thought for sure other than the three that I spared, the universe was free of your filthy kind." Frieza pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes. "At least this gives me the opportunity to showcase my abilities before my real challenger arrives… so how about it, enlighten me."
"Just so you know I have no intention of letting you walk away from this alive." The young man took a slightly squatted position with his left foot in front of his right. He brought his left hand up towards his face as he simultaneously reached his right hand over his shoulder to grab his sword.
Without any hesitation, he pulled the metal blade out of its case, grabbed the handle with both hands, and began charging towards the tyrant.
"Hah." Frieza scoffed.
Once within range, the young man leaped into the air. "It's over Frieza!" He swung his sword at the tyrant's head. To his dismay, there was no effect, despite the blade making direct contact. "What?! This can't be!" He trembled for the first time since confronting the tyrant.
"Don't tell me that you're surprised." Frieza cackled for a moment before continuing. "You didn't actually think that such a puny blade would cut through the mighty emperor of evil now did you?"
Although traces of apprehension remained in the young man's eyes, his clenched teeth and firm grip around his sword indicated perseverance. He rushed back in and slashed rapidly at the tyrant from all angles. Unfortunately, his efforts fared no better than a wooden twig striking a boulder. The tyrant's durable composition eventually snapped the blade in half.
"N-no…" The young man eyed the jagged edges of his broken sword with fluttery eyes.
"Let me show you just a glimpse of what you're up against." Frieza put his right hand out towards the young man's chest and released an effortless kiai.
The impact of the attack sent the Super Saiyan skidding back on his right shoulder. When he finally managed to stop himself, he bolted up, dusted himself off, and began seeking answers. "Just who the hell are you? There's no way you're supposed to be this powerful."
"And this is the problem with the younger generation these days." Frieza snickered, wagging his finger. "They're always so hasty to formulate speculations." He squinted his eyes, shooting his opposition a bloodthirsty glare. "I'll give you another chance to get this right… After that, it's lights out monkey."
The young man got back into his fighting stance and bolted at the tyrant once more. This time he unleashed a fury of punches and kicks, with unrestrained force behind each attack.
Frieza casually blocked each blow with his index finger while occasionally weaving his head and maneuvering around the attacks.
Immediately after throwing his last punch, the young man used his other hand and fired a powerful wave of ki at Frieza's face from point-blank range. "Take this!" The attack resulted in a minor explosion that shrouded the entire battlefield in a thick layer of smoke.
The young man huffed and puffed, waiting for the smoke to clear.
When the dispersing smoke began exposing tyrant's half metallic reptilian physique, it became evident that he was completely unscathed.
"W-what…no! Damnit!" The young man quivered and trudged back a few steps.
"My my, we're not getting all worked up here now are we?" Frieza asked sarcastically. "Not that I don't find our time together amusing, but I think it's time we concluded this pitiful struggle for survival."
Without another word the tyrant vanished. He subsequently appeared inches away from the young man, and slammed his fist into his abdomen.
Completely crippled by the debilitating punch, the Super Saiyan groaned and fell to his knees; his golden hair reverted back to purple. Desperately fighting for breath while clutching his stomach, he fell forward face first.
"What a shame, it seems I've literally beaten the Super Saiyan out of you." Frieza utilized his foot to smear his opponent's face into the dirt. "No matter, I'll humanely spare you the burdens of living with the humility." With a lift of his hand came purple wave of energy that promptly wiped the young man out of existence. "Now that didn't take too long now did it father?"
"Of course not, but don't get carried away," Cold said. "We still have that other monkey to exterminate."
"Ha, still hours left until his arrival, what to do until then?" Frieza asked in a sadistic yet playful tone.
Before anyone could answer that question, the tyrant saw through his peripheral vision a familiar face staring straight at him. It was Goku, and he had teleported to the battlefield after sensing an immense power reading disappear.
"So you've come." Frieza stiffened his posture, his side turned to Goku. "A bit earlier than I expected, but this will do just fine Saiyan."
Although Goku wasn't acquainted with the specifics, he was well aware of the fact that Frieza had just taken the life of another warrior moments before. Despite wanting answers, he knew full well that this was no time for questions.
The heroic Saiyan furrowed his brow and locked his eyes on Frieza."Your days of relentlessly murdering the lives of innocence end here." A twisted blend of remorse and vexation flickered on his face. "Had I known that things would spiral in this direction, I would have finished you back on Namek!"
Frieza whipped around to face his adversary. "Ha and thus proves my point that mercy is a foolish trait harbored by the weak." He mirrored Goku's scowl with a menacing gaze of his own. "But since it was your kindness that granted me the luxury of having the last laugh, I mustn't complain."
"We'll see about that Frieza!" Goku dropped his fists to his waist and squatted down a few inches with his legs a bit further than shoulder width apart.
"Indeed." Frieza said. "But I want you to see just how outclassed you are before I have the pleasure of driving my hand through your heart."
Goku grunted and shifted his feet around, his eyes following even the slightest of movements made by the deceitful tyrant.
"Now learn what happens when a feeble creature like you steps up to my authority!" Frieza surrounded himself in his signature purple aura; small jolts of purple lightning circulated around him.
Goku dropped his jaw, his eyes blinking as though he was trying to make out what he was seeing. "Whoa, this way worse than I thought." He shielded himself from the current of air emanating from the tyrant and winced. "Hell, I don't even know if I could stand up to a force like that."
After concluding his display of power, Frieza crossed his arms and cocked his head back. "What do you think monkey? Still feeling up for the challenge?"
"You may have gotten a lot stronger, but that still won't prevent me from trying to stop you!" Goku ignited his golden aura and transformed into a Super Saiyan.
"So this is the appearance you assumed when you hurt my son." Cold crinkled his nose and glared at the golden warrior. "Well, I'm going to thoroughly enjoy watching him torture the life out of you."
Goku ignored the immense tyrant, and instead, shifted his focus to Frieza. "Don't expect me to hold back even one bit, because trust me Frieza, you won't get that luxury a second time!"
Frieza lifted his hands out to his sides and shrugged his shoulders. "Ah Goku, surely you must be in denial at this point yes?"
"I don't know. Am I?" Goku kept a stern face and a rigid stance, his golden aura sparkling around his body. "I guess we'll just have to see."
"Well then, come on." Frieza curled his index finger at the Saiyan, gesturing him to proceed. "Let's see some of that awe-inspiring Super Saiyan power."
Goku kicked off from where he was standing and rushed towards Frieza. Without an ounce of restraint, he threw his first punch but promptly missed his target. The tyrant vanished and reappeared right behind him.
"Not so fast!" Goku swung his body around and slammed both hands cupped together towards Frieza's head. But, much akin to his first attempt, he ended up hitting nothing but thin air. "Damn, I couldn't follow any of that!" His eyes darted left and right in search of his foe.
"Ha, I'm sorry, were you looking for me?!" Frieza stood at the tip of a nearby cliff, his arms stretched out and palms facing up.
"W-what?!" Goku whipped his head towards face the cliff.
"Aw, don't tell me you've lost hope already."
"N-not a chance Frieza!"
"Save yourself the trouble and humble down on your knees child." Cold ambled towards Goku and flashed a sinister grin. "It won't be long until my son rips the flesh off your bones."
Goku glowered at Cold. "I guess you don't know me well enough then. Calling it quits in the face of wrongdoers has never been an option for me!" He shot his attention back to the cliff Frieza was on. "I have no choice, I have to go for broke! Ka-me-ha-me-ha!" A majestic wave of blue energy came flowing from his hands.
"Hmph." Frieza smirked and let the blast hit him head-on.
Seconds later, the tyrant appeared a few feet in front of Goku, glaring at him from inside the Kamehameha.
Goku's mouth gaped open and his pupils dilated. Before he could even react, Frieza jolted out of the blast and uppercutted him in the chin. The attack was then followed up with a barrage of savagely executed jabs and punches.
"Trust me monkey, I'm not even close to full power yet!" Frieza shouted in between attacks. "I'm going to refrain from delivering the final blow until I've sufficiently tortured you!" After a few more punches, he fired a ki blast from point-blank range.
The incinerating effect of the attack burned the top portion of Goku's garments off and sent him flying back. Showing signs of severe weariness, he lay where he was as Frieza sauntered towards him.
"Now Saiyan filth, the moment I've been waiting for." Frieza drove his foot into Goku's neck and smiled a sadistic smile as his powerless foe croaked and struggled to free himself. "After I'm done with you, it won't be long until I kill your son in cold blood." He reached down and picked the Saiyan up by his neck. "Let's see, shall I incinerate you or impale you?" He sneered, eyeing his nearly unconscious foe and tightening the grip around his neck.
After a moment of indecisiveness, Frieza put his free hand on Goku's chest and skewered it all the way through.
In response to the sinister brutality, the mighty hero wailed in pain; blood gushed from the hole in his chest and began dribbling down the tyrant's arm.
With a malevolent spark in his eyes, Freiza cackled hysterically, as his defenseless foe continued shrieking. It wasn't long until the Super Saiyan's golden hair reverted back to its original color of black.
"Ah and that's two Super Saiyans down for the count." Frieza slowly pulled his hand out of the blood-gushing wound. The corners of his lips quirked up and his eyes crinkled. "I promised that I would make you pay tenfold didn't I?" He released his other hand around Goku's neck and used it to lift him up telekinetically.
With faint traces of life still pulsating through his body, the proud Saiyan kicked and squirmed in hopes of freeing himself from the tyrant's psychic grasp. But with a gaping hole in his chest spurting with blood, there was little he could do.
"Ah, you really are quite the determined one Goku." Frieza snickered before furrowing his brow. "But let's not start getting our hopes up." He pointed at the Saiyan with his free hand and fired a Death Beam.
The beam pelted Goku across the face, causing him to squeal.
"Hah, now that was quite amusing. What say we multiply the effect?" Frieza chuckled, using one hand to unleash a barrage of Death Beams, while utilizing the other to telekinetically keep his foe floating in midair several feet in front of him. "Experiencing this up close and personal is exponentially more satisfying than I had fantasized!" He continued firing away relentlessly.
Goku dangled his legs in the air and whimpered as each blast seared the top layer of his skin.
Frieza ceased firing for a moment and eyed his target, like an artist marveling at their masterpiece. He launched one more death beam that pelted the seemingly deceased hero on the chest. When not a cry or whimper was uttered, a grin crept up on his face. He released his telekinetic grip and let his adversary's critically wounded body drop down. "I think I'll leave what's left of your carcass rotting here."
"No my son, don't take any foolish chances," Cold said. "You've put the miserable fool through enough suffering. Now do the practical thing and disintegrate his body! Make sure this filthy piece of garbage never gets another chance at life again!"
"Ah how typical of you father, always double checking my work." Frieza rolled his eyes back. "But you do have a point, one can never be too sure around Saiyans." He stuck his hand out and incinerated what was left of the once mighty Super Saiyan with a massive blast.