Chapter 2: Sentakushi 選択肢 (Choices)
Written: 2/10/13
Edited: 3/24/14
Thoughts
Author's Note/Shenron
Special attacks/ Computer speech
"Telepathic Speech"/ Flashback
"Speech"
A/N: Hello again, how are you doing? I hope all is well with you. Welcome to the second installment of The Legend of Son Gokū. The reception I received for the first chapter was wonderful and I'm greatly appreciative for 's all I have to say; enjoy!
Special Thanks Goes To: Jokermask18, silverhawk88, karthik9, Kagetoworld, Full Power and Saiyajin-Love, KaiserNight, Dragonblaze66, Cloud Ex-SOLDIER, The Forgotten Phoenix, animekingmike and dragonball256.
Reviewer Responses:
silverhawk88: Thanks! I don't think this idea has ever been used before either, I'll try to update as much as I can.
Kagetoworld: Thanks, I'm always surprised when receive such high praise about my writing. This story will feature the super Saiyan Goku we see on Namek; the angry enraged warrior. I have a clear concise vision for what Goku will be like in this story; badass. I'm glad you like the idea as much as I do, I look forward to future reviews too.
Full Power: Thanks!
Saiyajin-Love: Wow, I really don't know what to say, that was probably the most touching review I've ever received. I'm taken back by the fact you believe my writing conveyed such strong and powerful emotions. I'm glad to know I accomplished one of my goals. I'm really grateful and appreciative that you felt this way about the chapter. As for Goku's seemingly out of character behavior, it'll be explained as the story progresses. I'm really honored that you think I have the potential to do this sort of thing also. I'll definitely be writing more. Also By the way who recommended the story to you?
Dragonblaze66: I'm not sure what you were talking about but I'll assume you meant did Trunks die? Trunks didn't die because in this Universe he wasn't even born, Frieza blew up the Earth before Goku's arrival, while the Namekians were still on the planet.
Dragonball256: Thanks for the compliments. As for your question, Frieza simply attacked earth earlier than he did in canon while Goku was still in space.
Cloud Ex-SOLDIER: Thanks. As for Goku's family and friends trying to contact him, you'll see that in later chapters. Future Trunks doesn't exist in this timeline. The Earth was blown up before Bulma and Vegeta even had sex.
Animekingmike: There are no Namekians left in the Universe. Frieza destroyed Earth while all the Namekians were still there, meaning no more Dragonballs anymore.
The Forgotten Phoenix: Thanks for the review; it was one of the best that I've ever received. Goku's characterization is vastly different than it was in canon, but as the story progresses you'll see the reasons why. As for the Frieza thing you'll find all about that in this chapter. Oh and hopefully I will be able to get you to favorite this story lol.
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball Z, Dragon Ball GT, or anything having to do with the Dragon Ball franchise. This is just a fan fiction made for personal pleasure and writing experience.
Chapter Cover: Frieza's dismembered body floats in the void of space
Chapter 2: Sentakushi 選択肢(Choices)
Age 762, December 24th
Outskirts of Planet Namek after its destruction
That monkey… that insolent monkey! He had ruined everything! His hopes, his dreams, his wishes, his needs…had all been dashed by that foolish Saiyan. Never in his life had he suffered such a debilitating defeat, not even during his spars with Cooler or his father. In those days he had been a child compared to current power, but even that wasn't enough to defeat Goku.
His lips soured at the mention of that jovial monkey, to think a Saiyan of all people had done this to him. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined such a horrific fate befalling him. In fact, all of this seemed to be dramatic irony. He would never admit it to anyone, but he had destroyed the Saiyan home world out of fear. The fear that the Saiyans would rise and rebel against the Planet Trade Organization, achieve the super Saiyan state, and kill him just like they had done so to his ancestor Chilled.
For the longest Frieza had considered the tale behind his ancestor's death to be a mere myth, something to scare him and his brother; how wrong he was. Chilled had been the greatest space pirate of his era. His might, his power, his prowess had been unmatched by anyone in the galaxy, or so he thought until he unfortunately crossed paths with a super Saiyan. All his power and might was said to have been useless against the Saiyan who fought like a force of nature, his golden aura shining brightly as any supernova.
His ancestor was handily defeated and even blasted off the planet he was fighting on, momentarily surviving after being rescued by his crew. His final words were said to have been "Warn my family of the golden haired warrior….the Super Saiyan". He promptly collapsed dead, his injuries far beyond repair.
Frieza's father had never bought into the story and simply shrugged it off, finding it unbelievable that an Arcosian could be defeated by a race of people that didn't even exist. Cooler had been indifferent, not caring at all for the story and simply stated he would never be as foolish as his ancestor. Frieza rolled his eyes at the last remark. The younger son of King Cold on the other hand, had taken the story with a grain of salt, especially after finding out a race of beings named the Saiyans actually did exist.
The discovery had truly surprised Frieza, and piqued his interest in finding out more about the mysterious race of people. Cooler and his father hadn't cared much for the discovery, as they were far too busy with their own ongoing activities. The possibilities of enslaving a supposedly powerful race of people like the Saiyans enamored Frieza.
He sent an envoy to meet the Saiyans and strike a deal with them. The barbaric Saiyans of course accepted, far too stupid to realize they had just been sold into slavery (#1). The Saiyans were provided with battle armor and other sorts of technology, but in return they'd have to work for Frieza, conquering and selling planets.
The deal had initially seemed like match made in heaven. The Saiyans enjoyed battle; they thrived in it and were always looking for worthy opponent. They were more than eager to find planets and kill off their inhabitants, and Frieza was more than happy to accept the gains. Everything was perfect until the Saiyan king began to alienate himself from Frieza.
It was during Age 735 that King Vegeta began to distance himself from Frieza. The king became complacent, angry that he and his race worked under Frieza essentially as slaves. King Vegeta began hiding little details, planning things, doing various activities that went against his command. The little monkey thought he was clever but Frieza saw right through his façade. He could have easily squashed him like the ant he was, but chose not too for business sakes.
It wasn't totally the monkeyking's fault though; paranoia began to creep into Frieza's mind around that time. The Saiyans were thriving as a race, their total population booming and growing, eclipsing the hundred thousand mark, on pace to eclipse a million. This of course slightly worried Frieza. He didn't admit it of course, but with such large numbers the Saiyans could have posed a significant threat to his empire.
When he had initially encountered the Saiyan race, they were barbaric savages, idiots, completely lacking in etiquette and what Frieza believed to be a significant portion of their brains. But they steadily improved growing smarter by the day, their power rising with every planet purged. It troubled Frieza but not enough to make him do anything about it just yet. Even if they tried something; Frieza could annihilate them all.
It wasn't until two years later, in Age 737 that Frieza had enough. The Saiyans had recently eclipsed the one million mark in total population and were well on their way to surpassing the ten million mark. King Vegeta's blatant disobedience had risen to new heights, reaching the point where he outright ignored Frieza's command. There were three things Frieza would not tolerate. Cowardice, bad haircuts, and military insurrection; King Vegeta possessed all three.
Frieza could downright smell the insurrection brewing in his midst. The Saiyans were becoming bolder with every purge, fueling their foolishking's ego. For reasons Frieza could not explain, he attempted to diffuse the situation, as he felt it would be unnecessary to lose his best slaves. He had taken prince Vegeta away from his father, essentially making the boy his pet slave. He thought it would be enough to remind that monkey that he was in control here, but it only fueled King Vegeta's hubris. It was truly unbelievable how idiotic the Saiyans were.
The situation reached its climax when the monkey king attempted coupe. King Vegeta had actually attempted to kill him! Even in his enervated condition the mere thought of that day brought a smile to Frieza's face. He had slaughtered them all mercilessly the carnage displayed that day was…magnificent.
He then moved on to fully punish the Saiyans, giving them something they so desperately needed; discipline. Zarbon had questioned if it was necessary to blow up the Saiyan home world but Frieza had simply replied with a grin. Of course it was, another revolt would have been inevitable; monkey see monkey do.
The destruction of planet Vegeta had been glorious, one of his most excellent displays of craftsmanship. The planet had exploded in a conglomeration of colors, illuminating the void of space as if a supernova had just occurred. He had to unfortunately sacrifice some of his best men to blow up the planet; but it had been worth it. He had eradicated the Saiyan scourge from his sight, or so he had believed.
There was always one thing that stuck in his mind that day; the face of that Saiyan soldier. The Saiyan soldier who had flown to his ship to confront him; battling hundreds of soldiers along the way. If he hadn't been a Saiyan Frieza might even have offered him a job as one of his elite commanders. For some reason that soldiers face remained engrained in his memory banks, his peaceful smile even as he faced death slightly disturbed Frieza.
Usually when people came into his presence they cowered, hid in fear, like the maggots they were. But this Saiyan even has he faced death had the nerve to smile; it was almost as if he knew something he didn't. That memory still floated in his mind, his facial features seemed oddly familiar, almost a replica of Goku's.
GOKU!
The name alone aroused the embers of hate in his heart. His anger and Ki bubbled as he thought back to what had occurred just minutes ago. He would scream but he lacked the energy to do so. That pesky, insolent, monkey had destroyed his body.
He had destroyed his body!
He had sliced dismembered the thing he held most precious in this world; he had destroyed his body. His body and transformations were the things he was most proud of. His ability to surpass his brother, and possibly surpass his father. King Cold had showered him with praise when he'd first achieved and unlocked his forth form. He had said it was something that he hadn't accomplished until he was centuries older. That feeling, along with the fit of rage it gave Cooler, was irreplaceable.
But now he would never be able to achieve such power again, he would be forever doomed to having a mechanical body. His organic, original body would never be able to function properly again, and it was all his fault.
That golden haired fool had taken away what he held most dear. He had taken down the ruler of the cosmos, the soon to be God of the Universe. He would pay; he would pay with his life. He and his entire stupid planet would face the might of the son of King Cold. Soon…very soon…..everything that son Goku held dear would be taken away….he would make sure of it.
As his eyes gave into the darkness a bloodied smile spread across his face.
-The Legend of Son Gokū-
"Sire we've located Lord Frieza"
The hulking figure known as King Cold grunted in response as he marched over to the pilot of his ship.
"Isn't it just like I told you? My son survived no pitiful planetary explosion is enough to kill any child of mine."
The pilot gulped as he nodded nervously unsure of what King Cold would do next. The father of Frieza had only seconds ago opened the space hatch and had thrown several members of the ship's crew into the void. The pilot desperately did not want to join them.
"Haul him in you fool; I don't have all day! The longer he stays out there the shorter your life span becomes."
The Pilot's fingers twitched nervously as he immediately followed King Cold's orders, using the ships computer to grab Frieza's body and drag him into the ship.
As the pilot did so King Cold breathed a heavy sigh of relief. It wasn't the relief that his son was still alive; he knew Frieza would always survive. It was the relief that Cooler would not become his heir. As much as King Cold "cared" for his elder son; he couldn't stand him personally.
The boy had always been a hassle, disobeying his commands, unnecessarily blowing up planets and getting into wars for no apparent reason. Cooler was reckless to say the least. But Frieza on other hand….Frieza was the perfect child in his eyes. His youngest son displayed a level of intelligence that Cold himself wished he had. Frieza was never a hassle, even in his younger years. He was always respectful to his father, obedient, never rebellious like Cooler.
He was more than relived to now know for certain that Cooler would not be inheriting the family throne. Thank the Arcosian gods. His silent prayer was ended as the TV in the ships throne room was turned on.
"Hello Father" The words were spoken in an icy tone befitting of their owners name.
It was Cooler.
"Hello Son." King Cold spat back equally as cold. "It's nice to see that you're alive and well"
The elder Cold brother on the screen scowled as he rotated his chair. "Cut the crap father I only called for one reason; is Frieza dead?"
King Cold grunted, annoyed by the disrespectful manner in which his eldest son spoke to him with.
"No he's not dead. In fact my crew's pilot had just located him seconds before you called."
Though the background on the screen was dark, King Cold could still visibly see the dark expression on his eldest son's face.
"Good. I don't know what I'd do if my dearest little brother was killed." Cooler replied, his words reeking with angry sarcasm.
King Cold couldn't help but smirk at Cooler's reaction. "Of course you wouldn't. We both know what you'd do if you discovered Frieza was dead. In fact if you had the power I'm sure you'd attempt to kill Frieza now if you could."
Cooler faked a gasp, one that caused King Cold to roll his eyes.
"Is that how little you think of me father?" The eldest Cold brother said as he leaned into the screen. "I would never hurt my precious little brother."
King Cold's eyes rolled once again.
"Of course you wouldn't. Frieza is alive but in terrible condition at the moment. After I get done talking to you we'll be rushing him to Cold Planet #100 for repairs. Don't even consider doing what I know you're thinking."
Cooler's scowl twisted into a smirk. "Why I don't know what you mean father? Are you insinuating that I'd do something to harm my precious little brother? I can't believe you father." Cooler said with fake shock.
The elder Arcosian simply snorted. "You better not. Now I believe this little chat is over I have more important business to attend to."
Cooler growled at his father's remark, knowing fully well what he had meant by it. "Goodbye then Father, make sure you give Frieza my best wishes." With that final bitter remark Cooler faded off the TV screen.
"That child…always so bitter" King Cold mumbled to himself as he turned to face the remaining members of his crew.
"Which one of you authorized Cooler's communication link?"
"It was I sire" a scrawny soldier said as he hopped to his feet, standing at full attention.
"It was you?" King Cold asked as he lifted his finger.
The soldier nervously shook his head as he opened his mouth to reply "yes". But before the words could even form, he was promptly incinerated by a Desubīmu. The rest of the ship's crew gawked in horror as they watched the soldiers ashes crumple to floor.
"If anyone authorizes anything without my command again I'll do the same to you too." The remaining crew members quickly nodded their heads, knowing fully that King Cold would keep his word. "Good now set course for Cold planet #100, my son is in immediate need of care."
-The Legend of Son Gokū-
Age 763, January 1st
Cold Planet #100
"We've managed to stabilize your son sire"
King Cold nodded in reply, commanding the doctor to continue.
"His bodily functions are working again…though not to full capacity as they once were. His arms, legs, head, and midsection were severely damaged to the point they will no longer work on their own. Frieza's organic body will never function again as It once did, but we can optimize his body. We can make Lord Frieza faster, stronger, quicker, more agile, and more powerful than he ever dreamed! We just need to infuse him with android technology, with your permission of course."
King Cold rubbed his chin as he pondered the doctor's impassioned words. It was a true shame that his son would never be the same again, but it was expected. From the second King Cold had seen his son after Namek's destruction; he'd known. It was a terrible misfortune but one that he could not afford to dwell on now.
"And how long will all of this take?" King Cold asked as he leaned forward in chair.
"It will take us three, possibly four months to create his new body and several more months for your son to learn how to use his body again."
King Colds scowled.
"What is your total estimation for how long all of this will take?"
The doctor gulped as he sensed King Cold's darkening aura.
"A year and some possible months Sire"
The elder Arcosians hand leapt up as he grabbed and squeezed the doctor's neck.
"A year and some possible months? My son doesn't have that time!" King Cold yelled. "You expect my son to wait that long for revenge? Whatever…whoever did this to my son is still out there! He must pay!"
King Cold's grip around the doctor's neck tightened even further as he watched the reptilian like creature turn purple, neck muscles cracking along the way.
"Wait Sire there's one other possibility" The doctor finally managed to croak.
The Arcosian's grip lessened….slightly. "And what might that be?"
"There's one person who might be able to do it in a matter of months. Helll; he might be able to do it in one month."
King Cold's grasp lessened further. "And who is this person?"
"Doctor Myuu" The doctor wheezed out, his vision now obscuring due to the pain.
"Doctor Myuu?" King Cold said to himself, as he fully relinquished his grasp from around the doctor's neck. "Who is he?"
The inhaled deeply as he dropped to the ground, the oxygen once again returning to his lungs. "He is the most esteemed Doctor in the Universe; I studied under him. His work with cybernetics, machines and mutants is incredible! I'm sure…no I guarantee he can fix Frieza in a short amount of time."
King Cold leaned back in his seat, contemplating what the man had just said. If this doctor was as "esteemed" as he'd so passionately said, then why wasn't he working for the Cold family? Better yet why hadn't he heard of such a man before? Slamming his hand on his chair King cold glared at the doctor.
"Tell me everything you know about this man."
The doctor hastily stood to his feet. "Of….of course Sire. Doctor Myuu was an associate a mine back in the days before I worked for the honorable Cold family"
King Cold rolled his eyes at the last remark; ass kissing would get him nowhere.
"He was an incredibly brilliant scientist, accomplishing things I could only dream of, but alas he was insane. The man had dreams of Universal domination, creating a race of machine mutants and ruling everyone. His passions dominated his life, driving him further into madness, which is the reason why I no longer work under him. Thankfully he doesn't have the money or the means to accomplish his goals or we'd all be doomed."
King Cold sat back in his chair genuinely shocked. It was a rare occasion for him to be completely taken back by something; but it had just happened. From what this doctor had told him, Myuu sounded incredibly brilliant, but also deranged. His goals already put him at odds with the Cold Empire. They and they alone would rule and conquer the Universe. But if this man could truly help Frieza, he'd be willing to do what was necessary.
"Where exactly is this Myuu character located?"
"He's located on the outer edges of this galaxy Sire; it's a weeklong trip at the least."
King Cold frowned at the mention of time that would be necessary for this trip but persevered.
"My son doesn't have that amount of time but whatever. We shall be heading to see this Myuu character, and you will be coming along. If he is unwilling or unable to help, I'll kill you along with the rest of your medical staff." King Cold said in a low but menacing tone.
The doctor in turn gulped but immediately nodded his head.
"I understand Sire"
King Cold waved his hand dismissively as he saw the doctor bow. "Good. Now get out of my sight. Go give the coordinates of Myuu's location to the ship's pilot and tell him to set course for that location."
-The Legend of Son Gokū-
Age 763, January 8th
Planet M-2, Dr. Myuu's Lair.
King Cold's eyes wandered as he walked through a dark corridor. Planet M-2 was truly a strange planet. From the second he'd arrived he'd been shocked, amazed and slightly disturbed by the things he'd seen.
The planet was purely inhabited by machines, there appeared to be no organic form of life on the planet. There were machines and metal everywhere, even the ground and plants were covered in it. It truly boggled King Cold's mind how any of this was even possible.
When they'd arrived they had been met by the welcoming party, who unlike their name weren't very welcoming at all. A huge fight had ensued between King Cold's soldiers and the multiple machines that had attacked them. Several of his men died along the way, but King Cold eventually destroyed them all. They had strength in numbers, but weren't individually powerful.
As soon as he'd obliterated the last machine, Doctor Myuu had shown himself. The orange haired man had appeared on the battlefield, looking very displeased. He'd walked over to the scraps of metal known as his soldiers and eyed them sadly. After examining his creations he'd turned his attention on King Cold and his soldiers.
He threatened them and told him to leave or else he'd summon his mightiest creation. King Cold had scoffed at his threats and dared him to do his worst. Doctor Myuu told him he'd been warned and clicked a button on his sleeve, beckoning his master creation. A machine known as General Rilldo sprang out from the ground. King cold had been surprised to say the least.
The general then proceeded to eliminate the remaining soldiers that King Cold had brought along, leaving him totally alone. For the second time that day King Cold had been surprised, as he watched his soldiers dead bodies drop to the floor. It had been a long time since King Cold had fought anyone one on one, his soldiers usually doing all the dirty work.
It was odd, but King Cold had been excited about the opportunity to fight on his own. The father of Frieza had even dropped his cape and powered up to fight Rilldo; what a disappointment it was. King Cold wiped the floor with the machine, thoroughly thrashing and bashing him, while doctor Myuu stood in stunned silence.
After flexing his muscles a few times, King Cold proceeded to destroy General Rilldo. The machine appeared to be a good challenge at first, but was truly only as powerful as Captain Ginyu. After defeating his most powerful creation the good doctor had decided to finally ask about his planets visitors. He was completely floored when he found out just who he had attacked.
-Flashback-
"You're…you're King Cold?"
The emperor of the galaxy simply smirked.
"Yes I am. It took you this long to finally discern that?"
The surprise Myuu had instantly faded as he heard the King's harsh tone. "It's not every day that one of the galactic overlords makes a visit to your doorstep. What do you want with me?"
King Cold smirked wickedly. "To talk."
-End Flashback-
It was hard to believe all of that had happened mere moments ago, and he was now being marched to Myuu's laboratory. As he entered the strange room, his eyes widened and what he saw.
The laboratory was the largest king Cold had ever seen! Mechanical body parts littered the room. Legs, arms and even heads of robots lay sprawled across the floor. Specs for new inventions were plastered on every corner of the room. The room in short, was a complete mess.
As cluttered as the room was, King Cold was still incredibly impressed by the amount of technology he saw in the man's lab. He had more technology here than a significant portion of his empire had! From what he had seen so far this doctor Myuu appeared to be able to help Frieza. Finally reaching doctor Myuu's desk, which was of course littered with robot parts, the duo took their seats.
Frieza's father frowned as he attempted to sit down in the rather tiny chair. A being of his stature couldn't possible fit into such a tiny space. Seeing the galactic overlord struggle in his seat, doctor Myuu pressed a button, enlarging the chair to adequate proportions for him. King Cold gave doctor Myuu a grunt in return, something the doctor perceived to be as a thank you of sorts. As the duo finally got settled in their seats, doctor Myuu spoke up.
"What exactly is it that you want from me?" He asked quickly getting to the point.
King Cold smirked, he liked this man already. "I want you to come back with me to my planet and fix my son, Lord Frieza. He was seriously injured during a planetary explosion. His body is barely half of what it used to be. I need you to come repair my son."
Doctor Myuu sat in silence for several seconds, staring down at his latest blueprint, before gazing into the emperor's eyes.
"What's in it for me?"
King Cold's mood instantly changed as he heard the question, the nerve of this ant to ask for something in return. He could snap him like a twig!
"What do you get in return? You get to stay alive! You and all your creation get to be left in peace; is that good enough?"
Doctor Myuu stared in curiosity as he watched Cold's anger rise. "Your anger is rising too quickly. Your muscles are tightening and you jaw is clenching. Your Ki is skyrocketing too, my response has angered you?"
King Cold's large fist slammed into the table. "Yes you've angered me! You are going fix my son whether you like it or not! Before I came here I initially didn't care about your response to the questioned I just posed. But after seeing your inventions and technology firsthand; you must fix Frieza!"
Doctor Myuu watched in silence as King Cold exuded more force, eventually managing to break his desk.
"That was unexpected. You managed to break through one of the most powerful metals in the universe; incredible." Gazing back up the doctor cocked his head. "As for your proposal I will agree to it, so long as I receive these few things in return."
King Cold's anger subsided briefly as he listened to doctor Myuu.
"And what might those few things be?"
A smile crept on to the doctor's face, one that slightly disturbed King Cold.
"For starters I want access to the resources and materials I need for my inventions, and I'm not just talking about what I'll need for Frieza."
King Cold's brow rose at the last statement. "What do you mean by that?"
Doctor Myuu chuckled. "I'll inform you of the details later on. As for the rest of my requirements, I want access to the Planet Trade Organization…and money…lots of it"
King Cold's voice rose as he attempted to slam his hand down, only to remember he had broken the table. "You want me to give you access to the Planet Trade Organization? What Frieza's doctor said is true…you are insane. There is no way in hell that I'm going to agree such ludicrous terms!"
King cold immediately stood up and turned to walk away, deciding the conversation was now over. But before he could even take a step, he was restrained by several metallic hands.
"Our conversation isn't over King Cold…in fact it's just beginning"
To be continued….
A/N: There's chapter 2 it could have been longer but I wanted to update while I still had the time. As you've noticed in this chapter Doctor Myuu made an appearance. I'm not a fan of Dragonball GT but there were things I did enjoy. Doctor Myuu's appearance is the real first big divergence from canon so far. He won't be like his GT counterpart, as you'll see in later chapters.
Remember to review please
Till Next Time; Ja Ne.
Chapter Notes:
(#1): This is a reference to DBZ episode 20 (Goku's Ancestors) where the Arcosians are first mentioned.
Technique List:
Desubīmu: "Death Beam"
Power Levels:
Frieza (Injured): 1,000
King Cold: 140,000,000
Cooler: 3,000,000
Various Planet Trade Organization Soldiers: 1,000-10,000 each
General Rilldo: 120,000