Hello everyone and welcome back to another chapter! The chaos is in full swing on Namek now that Frieza has figured out he was tricked!
Celebrating my (over) 3 years of putting this fanfiction out. And before you criticize me about how long it is taking to progress, I want to apologize for taking so long to post chapters. I know I said I would try to put one out every other week once we got into the action, but life and time just flies and before I know it, I'm 3 weeks out lol so apologies. Let's get to it.
Shepard, Goku, Raditz, and Nappa have all fallen prey to the Tyrant known as Frieza. Will Piccolo make it in time? Can the others survive long enough for help to arrive? Keep reading to find out on this chapter of Dragon Ball: BtG!
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Age: December 14, 762
Location: Frieza Planet 39
Club Cerebus
The nightclub was raucous on this night. Over 500 aliens of different origins were in a techno trance, banging to the music and rocking their bodies. Drinks of many different alien origins were flowing, and there was a line of smoke in the air. The strobe lights had every corner of the nightclub intermittently lighting in every direction.
The beautiful barmaid was serving quite a number of her usuals, but there was also a few unknowns. Particularly one that sat off to the far end of the table. He was wearing a hooded black trench coat but she caught a glimpse of his face when he first sat down. She could swear that he hadn't been there a moment before but the lights were flashing everywhere so she assumed she had missed him coming in. The man looked withered. Worn down. He asked for an odd drink known as the Incredible Hera, which she thankfully had the liquor to make. He paid handsomely for it with a half smile and an extra tip, and that was the last she had heard from him. She caught glimpses of him looking over to the dance floor, even spacing out in some kind of lost trance, but now he was actively looking over to the massive floor. She watched as he stood, walking through the crowd where the barmaid saw security heading towards what appeared to be some sort of tussle...
The woman had finally gotten free of her father and the other seniors only a short 2 months ago. She had grown up on a planet somewhere in the Western Quadrant. Her father had told her stories of great legends. Stories like the Legendary Super Saiyan. The Saiyan-Tuffle War finally freed the Saiyans from their supposed captors. The Great Savior that gave the Saiyans their second chance in life...
She was tired of hearing them. Growing up with the other children, she always yearned to be free of the planet she called home. Her father was always overprotective of her, telling her that forces of great malice would take her and use her for their evil purposes.
She just wanted to be free. And she finally got her chance one night. Her father had gone to a meeting of the other Seniors, wishing her a good night. She packed a few small items of sentiment with her as well as emergency clothes and garments she had collected over the years from the various friends she had made. She didn't want to come back. She loved her father but hated the confinement. She had flown to the southern tip of the planet that night. She and a group of the others had stumbled upon the Space Pods that had been stored there by miraculous chance, but she was the only one who ventured out again, stealing one of the Pods. She knew her father would be upset, but she just wanted to have a little freedom. She was an adult now anyway, and her training had helped to make her a pretty strong fighter. She didn't know if she could beat her Dad and there was no way she could handle the strongest one there, a small woman named Gine. So she had to sneak away.
She had been to 3 planets so far, only staying for short periods and always leaving before Full Moon cycles as she was instructed in her youth, but this club, in particular, she heard about on the last planet she was on. Club Cerebus was one of the highlight clubs to let loose in the Universe. 3 different floors of tobacco-filled, alcohol-drenched floors of mediocrity and alien-smelling sweat as the dancing was hot and heavy in some areas. The Full Moon was not due to be up for another 3 days on this planet, so she came by herself to enjoy herself.
"Alright Ma'am, do stand still." The multi-limbed orange alien said as he ran a scanner across her body. The other alien over by the monitor gave an all-clear to the scanner.
"Alright, you're good to go. Enjoy your evening at Cerebus." The alien stepped aside, letting the woman pass. Several of the aliens at the inside entrance wolf-whistled at her as she passed by. She was wearing a provocative split blue dress that hugged her curves. She was very much of an athletic build, but it didn't compromise her figure. Her cleavage popped nicely in her dress as she shifted and moved by the jeering onlookers. Her hair was naturally spiky and dark brown, but she had used some products an alien woman had gifted her on her first planet to smooth her hair out, tying it down with a bronze-colored band. She had a black strap in the middle under her bust that tied the dress to keep it in place, moving gracefully to the bar, ordering herself a Konats Coconut Whiskey. She shot it down quickly and placed the shot glass back on the table, paying for another. It was refilled and she shot it down one more time. Heading to the first-floor dance floor, she felt the hum of the music as it vibrated throughout her soul. She saw the groups of people tailor off and decided to find her own spot. It had only been minutes since she was getting lost in the trance of the music when a hand roughly grabbed her own, forcing her to turn around.
"Hey, sweetheart. You shouldn't be out this late. A pretty young thing like yourself needs people like me to protect ya." The grey, big-mouthed alien creature went to pull the woman in further but she pushed on his chest, forcing the hold to be broken.
"I don't know who the hell you think you are, but you will find that I am not one to be picked up by something so hideous as yourself." She said, sneering at the 7-foot-tall alien. He was broad and heavily muscled but to the lithe woman, who only stood at 5'4", that didn't concern her. What did concern her was that even though she was taught to sense energy, she couldn't sense this one's energy. And when he grabbed her, it hurt.
"Hideous? HIDEOUS? I'll have you know the females of my planet treat me like royalty!" The giant took a step toward the lady, reaching out to grab her again, but the woman took the alien's hand, bending it backward and throwing him over her shoulder, clearing out a small spot on the floor.
"Well allow me to kick your 'royal ass'." The woman was about to break the alien's arm, but he had pulled out some kind of sharp instrument. It turned purple before he plunged it into her thigh, causing her to scream out.
"You shoulda just come wit me. I woulda took wonderful care of ya." The alien got up and saw a few bouncers clearing the floor and heading toward the commotion, but he wasn't concerned. He had a couple...friends of his with him, and he watched as one punched one of the bouncers so hard in the stomach the guy fell on his face holding it, puking his lunch up. Turning back to the young woman, the alien grabbed her by her hair, causing the bronze tie that held it in place to fall away, making her hair rise as it spiked out.
"What the-you a Saiyan or somethin, bitch? Oh please say yes. Your kind fetches a nice, hefty price from the Planet Trade heh heh heh heh heh oh they'll take extremely good care of you. Get up whore!" The woman grit her teeth in pain as she fought to stay on both feet. The alien pulled his ki blade-like weapon out of her thigh, making blood spurt out as she let out a short scream. By now many of the patrons and dancers had cleared the floor, but the alien noticed one person in particular who was slowly making his way over to them. One of his buddies went to hit the man with a chair, but the man didn't flinch when it splintered across his body. The man did stop momentarily, looking at his friend before he put his hand out. He couldn't explain what he saw as he watched his friend fly away backward incredibly fast, impacting the opposite wall and leaving a big hole where his body now fell to the ground, dead. Another one of his friends went to punch the man in the face but was stunned cold when it was stopped by a mere finger. The man pushed with his finger, sending his other friend flying over the alien's head. The olive complexion of the woman blushed a red hue when she saw her rescuer glance at her briefly before eyeing the alien that stabbed her.
"She'll be coming with me. One of your friends is dead, the other will be sipping meat through a straw. You'd be wise to release her, now." The stranger said as his trench coat glided across the floor. He walked over with his hand out, but the grey alien didn't release her, instead putting the ki blade on her neck.
"Yeah, I don't think so punk! What are you? Her father or somethin? Nah, this whore comes with me. Try to make a move and you'll be walking away with her head heh heh heh heh heh. So this is how this is gonna work pal. You're gonna let me walk right on outta here with this wonderful paycheck. Maybe when I get on my ship and leave this rock, you can go and look for her after, considering she's gonna make a wonderful slave to Lord Frieza." The woman's eyes widened in fear and rage. She had heard of the names Frieza, Cooler, and Cold. None of the things she heard were good. It was all bad. Blood followed the Planet Trade wherever they went. At nights as a brat, she could remember her father, the stoic Saiyan that he was, breaking down occasionally, looking at a photo of a beautiful woman who she believed to be her mother. But he would never tell of his history. She came back to the present quickly as she looked at the cloaked stranger. She could see black hair poking out but also grays as well. The man was on the cusp of seniority. That much she could tell, but other than that, she didn't recognize the man, who had put his hand back down.
"So be it." Was all the cloak-wearing figure said before he disappeared.
"Yeah, that's wha-" The man had afterimaged so fast behind the alien, grabbing the alien's hand and forcefully moving the blade away from the woman's throat. No matter how much force the alien put into keeping his hand there, it came down regardless. Plus it didn't help that the man's grip was supernaturally strong.
"Hey lemme go before I-" The man let go, shoving the alien aside before walking to the woman and picking her up bridal style. She could only look in awe as the elder seemingly didn't strain whatsoever to accomplish this.
"She ain't goin nowhere!" The grey alien cried out, swinging his blade, but all that was left behind was the sound of a WOOSH...
Just outside the bar, the man had set the woman gently on the ground, reaching through his many pockets before pulling out some kind of drink. It was green, encased in a vial with a cork.
"T-Thank you for that back there. You...Who are you?" She asked confusingly before the man bent down to his knees, grunting as he did.
"I'm not as young as I used to be." The man had uncorked the vial, handing it over to her.
"I'm n-not drinking that! I've had enough tonight as it is."
"It's not alcoholic. It's an elixir. That wound on your thigh is nasty. There are no healing machines available or in close vicinity. If you wish to live through the night, drink up. If not, then I have to go to your planet and tell the Elders of your passing." The stranger's voice was deep, but not raspy. Stern, but not forceful.
"L-Like you know what-what planet I come from." She snarkily, painfully replied. She did want to live through the night and for some reason, she felt as if she could trust this man, so she swallowed the elixir up in one gulp. What happened next stunned her into awe. She watched as her leg's muscles knit back together. Her wound slowly disappeared until there was nothing but olive complexion once again. The elixir also seemed to sober her up as she finally got a good look at the Stranger. He still had his cloak over his head, but she could see a smooth face underneath it. Obsidian eyes gauging her mannerisms as she stood on her feet.
"The exact name of your planet escapes me, but I am sure I know of your father. What is his name? Is it Mato? Or Golrick?"
Her eyes widened considerably. He had the wrong name, but she recognized Senior Golrick's name. He had helped to teach her as well as a dozen others when they were children.
"His name is Kallabash." The young woman said, still stunned at the Stranger's knowledge. She saw that he had looked up at her, his eyes wide at the name.
"Then you must be...Avoca." He breathed out in shock.
All air left her lungs. This was him. The very man who was responsible for saving her father and the others. She knew for a fact her father had never left the planet after they landed. No one could have known her real birth name. Unless by chance her father had mentioned her to this man.
The man lifted his cloak, revealing his face fully. There were a couple of wrinkles under his eyes, and his hair was wild, more so than Avoca's. It was also graying but not fully there just yet.
"Is it... Could it really be you?" She asked. Her eyes darted in all directions. Her father had told of a story of an extremely powerful warrior capable of disintegrating objects into nothingness who had brought her people together for one final stand against the tyrant known as Frieza. How she, amongst many other babies was sent to several planets out of the reach of the Planet Trade. She owed her very existence to this man. Her posture changed immediately from feral to relaxed.
"You should not have gone off planet. The threat of the Planet Trade still looms large." The man said, ignoring Avoca's question. In turn, it made her angry.
"So what? I wanted to be free. I felt like a caged animal. I refuse to bind my life on that rock as my father has." She uttered defiantly. What the man said next threw her completely off.
"Being free under a Frieza-occupied Universe is not freedom. It's temporary. You are a target. An object to the Planet Trade."
Avoca sighed. She was done with this conversation but she couldn't just walk away from the man.
"Look is there a point to all of this? I wasn't going to stay on this planet too long. Just a couple of short nights."
"On a Frieza-owned planet? As you've seen this evening, Saiyans are targets. If you were strong enough to properly defend yourself, that blob of junk in Cerebus wouldn't have been able to touch you, let alone hurt you. You still lack the credible focus needed to hone the skills of your youth."
"Enough with the backhanded crap, Old man. You may have saved my people but that doesn't give you the right to-"
"HEY!" The giant grey alien who was in the nightclub hobbled outside, holding a gun.
"OH, THAT'S IT!" Avoca screamed as she fired an orange blast at him.
"WAHHHHHHHHH!" the explosion was deafening but concentrated and controlled. When the smoke cleared, the alien was no longer there, his body turned to ash.
"And that's another thing." The man said, phasing over and grabbing Avoca gently by the arm.
"Let go of me!"
"You have a choice. You either go back home right now or... I take you somewhere that you can be properly trained, and maybe can even help to protect people who can't defend themselves."
Avoca was conflicted. The idea of a new adventure sounded appealing. But she did miss her father, even if he was an emotionless drone who had forgotten who he once was.
The look on her youthful face told the man all he needed to know as he nodded his head and closed his eyes.
"Hang on."
"Huh-"
WOOSH
The white dome of light finally started to recede after nearly a minute. What was left behind was a crater that dug deep into the planet, extending out for miles.
However, from where a pair of scientists who had gotten the Capsule Corp ship to the other side of the planet to wait for the others, Bulma and Orange couldn't see this phenomenon, but they sure felt it. Bulma reached into a drawer next to the pilot seat, bopping it with her fist and reaching in before it opened fully. Pulling out a prototype Capsule Scouter, she put it on her face, hitting the side buttons a couple of times.
"How did you manage to get ahold of that?" Orange asked.
"Well, a little over a year ago now, Raditz came to the planet looking for his brother. He just didn't expect Goku's friend Shepard or his rival Piccolo to be there as well. There was a massive fight. We managed to recover this. I took it apart and refitted the casing and rewired it so it can't be hacked into or tracked, and there ya go." Bulma said excitedly before her mood plummeted.
"There-there was a power level that shot up to twenty-five million and it's gone." She hit a couple more buttons, shaking her head in confusion.
"I'm surprised you managed to recreate that device and have it source such high power levels. Impressive." Orange smiled, holding a thumbs up.
"It's no problem for a beautiful genius like me heh heh heh... I still can't tell which power level is which so I don't know if it's one of our guys or that Frieza dweeb!"
"At this rate, it's getting too dangerous to stay on the planet," Orange suggested.
"You may not have a real concept of friendship, but I'm not leaving my friends behind, and that's FINAL!" Bulma looked back out to the main window where they landed the ship, furiously pressing buttons. Her love for Yamcha may have sapped away, but what came from that was a blossoming friendship that was going to grow over time. If they somehow survived, that is. But what was really on her mind was a Saiyan prince. She would admit, he was very rough around the edges with no humor of any kind. But there was a regalness to him no doubt.
"I-I understand!" Orange said, slightly cowering at the bold blue-haired alien.
"Oh no... Whoever has the higher power level is still alive, but- but it's going up." Bulma said worriedly.
"Oh dear...my former boss. Frieza he, he must be truly angry!...
The general area reeked of ozone. The current in the air was statically charged to extreme levels as lightning flew across the air in violent arcs.
A crater, wider than several miles and deeper than a blind eye could see. That was all that was left of the warrior known as Nappa. He had sacrificed his very life in the hope of culling the tyrant Frieza. He had pushed all of his power into one massive suicidal explosion. Everyone managed to get away, hovering in the air not too far from ground zero.
"I-I can't believe he would..." Orn couldn't say anything further.
"He was a fool! DAMN YOU NAPPA!" Vegeta yelled to no one in particular. He wouldn't say he was close to Nappa, but his yelling sure felt hollow.
"H-he knew it wouldn't kill him, but-but he tried anyway," Krillin said.
"W-What do we-" Gohan went to ask before everyone's heads snapped behind them, feeling a massive swell of power heading in fast...
Piccolo had almost made it in time before a shockwave of heavy, dense energy blasted past him. He was able to fly through it but he knew something like that wasn't natural. It was then he felt Nappa's energy soar to amazing heights before it left in a flash. He saw the severe dome of energy even from many miles away.
He saw auras in the sky heading towards him fast. But he ignored them, hearing Gohan cry out when he ignored him. He didn't mean anything by it, but he could still feel the monster that had plagued his people. Frieza survived. And it was time to get much-needed justice!...
Frieza was scarred. He had a gash on his side, and one of his eyes had been damaged. But he was alive. Breathing heavily, he turned over to his side, coughing out a wad of blood. Gritting his teeth, he went to stand up and was successful, though woozy.
"W-W-Where is he...?"
"WHERE IS HEEEEEE?" He yelled before turning around, nearly stumbling back when a giant silhouette stood over him. But it was unmoving. He took a step forward and saw the giant Saiyan, but he was of stony material. His howl, frozen on his face. His eyes were completely gone of pupil in a brown stone-like statue.
"Y-You!!" Frieza had no compassion, slamming his tail through the statue.
He breathed heavily, slowly laughing and gaining his confidence back, but it was short-lived when the air cleared from something he didn't do, turning when a shadow fell over him.
"Who is-" BAM
He was punched in the face, his jaw nearly broken as he was pushed through the top of the crater and into the sky.
Piccolo was done with this. He felt the children, the innocent children die from this monster's hand and order. And he would have no more of it.
"Y-YOU WORM!" Frieza yelled, charging towards Piccolo, who silently caught Frieza's arm.
"Worm?" Piccolo squeezed Frieza's hand, nearly breaking it as he turned and flung Frieza over his shoulder, making him collide with the ocean. Lightning still arced across the sky. The explosion had done something to the planet the likes of which Piccolo had not seen, or remembered since the Great Cataclysm that had taken his people so long ago.
Frieza flew out of the water, gaining equal altitude with Piccolo.
"You were the one who stole my dragon ball!" Frieza charged a blast and shot it at Piccolo, who simply backhanded it away before taking off his headwear and cape, letting them fall into the ocean and causing a titanic splash.
"Your dragon ball? No." Piccolo was short with Frieza, flying in faster than the Tyrant could see, slamming a knee into Frieza's midsection. He held onto Frieza by his shoulder and punched him in the center of his face, pushing the Tyrant into a mountain. Frieza shook his head to clear the fog, laying in the side of the nearly destroyed mountain. He snarled as Piccolo loomed over him.
"The dragon balls are sacred. And you dare to desecrate them with your malice touch? And yet, I see through your memories that your weak mind has provided, sad little creature. But that does not give you any right to MY DRAGON BALLS!!"
Piccolo's eyes glowed before the mountain that Frieza laid on suddenly turned into an explosive cinder, blowing the Tyrant away. He recovered many miles away into the sky, but Piccolo was already there, kicking Frieza hard in the back. Frieza nearly felt his backbone shatter as he was blasted away...
"U-Unbelievable! How did he get so powerful so quickly?" Vegeta was completely shocked. He had never seen Frieza take so much abuse.
"That's Piccolo for you! Yeah kick his ass!" Krillin yelled out.
They flew down with the unconscious pair in tow.
It wasn't long before Yamcha and Tien were blinking unconsciousness out of their eyes. The power they were sensing close hitting their minds like a bomb.
"H-Holy shit!" Yamcha yelled out.
"How did Piccolo get so damn strong?" All three of Tien's eyes focused on the fight. Nobody answered as they watched the brutal fight ensue...
Frieza smashed through the rock face, blowing out through the other side into the water. Quickly flying out, he attacked the namekian fiercely.
Piccolo could see everything Frieza was trying. He blocked a kick and grabbed the Tyrant's foot, bringing him in and kneed him in the stomach again, making Frieza cough up more blood. Piccolo lengthened his arm, slamming Frieza back first into the rock.
"EXPLOSIVE DEMON WAVE!" Piccolo fired with his other hand, destroying the mountain. Frieza came out of the other side, snarling and his body smoking.
"F-First those damn monkeys! And NOW YOU? A SIMPLE SLUG? HOW IS THIS HAPPENING?" Frieza yelled and raised his power further, causing Piccolo's eyes to widen. His tactical mind quickly assessed that Frieza was still holding back a large amount of his power, so he came up with a plan on the fly. Phasing in, Piccolo backhanded Frieza hard in the mouth, sending the Tyrant away wildly. He phased in to get behind Frieza, but the Tyrant was tricky. Freezing his tail, he turned it into an Ice Spike, slamming it into Piccolo's blocking forearm.
"Ughh!" Piccolo grimaced as the Ice Spike began to grow through his arm. He chopped Frieza in the side of the head before knife edge cutting through his arm, cutting off the quickly shattering appendage before growing another, causing the newly slimed arm to slam into Frieza's face. The tyrant was pushed through another rock face before he slammed into the ground. Piccolo retracted his hand before putting both hands together.
"You won't harm another Namekian so long as I live and breathe, monster!" Green energy began to form between his hands, forming into a shining ball of wrathful energy. It sparked dangerously in his hands as Frieza stood up slowly.
"FOR NAMEK! HOLY GRENADE!" Piccolo yelled, firing the deathly bomb of green energy.
Frieza saw it, throwing his hands up as the dangerous ball of energy collided with them.
"W-W-What IS THIS? Do you think this will defeat me? AGHHHHHHH!" Frieza yelled as his feet cratered into the ground. Screaming for more of his energy, Frieza summoned his strength and pushed it up and over him, causing the energy bomb to explode in the sky, blinding most.
Piccolo phased down to the ground mere feet away from Frieza, who huffed in anger as the namekian loomed over him once again.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH! NO MORE OF THIS!" Frieza slammed into Piccolo's body, pushing both through the ground into the water.
Piccolo thankfully took a deep breath before they fell into the ocean. With Guru's memories inside of him, he knew this planet in and out. And he was going to use it to his advantage. Frieza went to gain distance but Piccolo extended his hand, wrapping around the Tyrant's ankle and dragging him even further below. They landed in the ocean bed at the bottom where Frieza cracked it when he landed. Piccolo flew forward through the water, gritting his teeth in anger when Frieza ducked below his backhand chop. They started to fight hard under the water, Frieza elbowing Piccolo in the ribs to push him back. He formed a pink energy ball in his hand and launched it at Piccolo, who screamed under the water and let out a mouth blast, which canceled the energy ball. They both flew through the water, meeting in the center and exchanging. The water barely slowed the fighting duo down as they tore across the ocean grounds. Frieza lashed out with his tail, catching Piccolo across the chest. Piccolo recovered quickly but started to realize something that can be used for his plan.
'He doesn't need to breathe underwater. So let's see how he feels when I do this!'
Piccolo flew in fast, slamming a punch into Frieza's gut before he grabbed the Tyrant by his bald head and flew up towards the surface...
The others watched as the surface of the water started sloshing violently before pink energy blasts started leaving the water, blitzing by the onlookers as they watched Piccolo explode out of the water holding his stomach...
'His power has increased. But it won't be enough!' Piccolo thought to himself as Frieza blasted out of the water, huffing.
"You worthless pile of trash! How dare you continue to resist me slug! HOW DARE YOU! WHAT WILL YOU DO WHEN I DESTROY YOUR PATHETIC PLANET AND TURN IT TO DUST?" Frieza yelled out, spitting out water that had gotten into his body. It wouldn't kill him considering his body was well adapted to extreme conditions. Frieza caught a glimpse of noticeable dots and decided to take care of his first order of business. But Piccolo didn't let him get far, grabbing ahold of Frieza's leg and flinging him in the opposite direction. He placed himself in between Frieza's goal of annihilation of the others. He wouldn't break!
"You are a worthless pile of malicious bile. You'll have to get by me first, lizard."
Frieza stopped short, looking at the Namekian with renewed anger.
"Lizard? I AM THE EMPEROR!" Frieza yelled as he charged forward, nearly running through Piccolo with his fist. Piccolo's eyes whited out from shocked pain as Frieza kicked him in the face, driving him away. Piccolo recovered mid-air, watching Frieza fly in almost too fast for him to perceive. But he was ready. Blocking the heavy kick with his forearm, his return kick was blocked before an array of punches and kicks were exchanged between the 2. The fierce fighting could be sensed by the others who were unaware of how close Frieza had gotten to him. Lightning arced across the sky as Frieza was pushed back, dodging a knee from Piccolo and getting his comeback punch slapped away. They connected knees where white and purple lightning sparked dangerously as they continued to push each other back. Piccolo turned, viciously throwing a roundhouse kick, which Frieza afterimaged through.
"I refuse to lose to such vermin!" Frieza said as he head-butted Piccolo in the back, making the namekian grimace as his spine contorted awkwardly. Piccolo hit the ground face first, moving quickly as Frieza slammed into the ground where he was just a split second before. Piccolo quickly moved backward gaining his footing but was surprised that Frieza didn't move from his spot.
"First the monkeys... And now you resist my power? How is this possible? YOU WEREN'T EVEN A THREAT PREVIOUSLY?" Frieza was growing angry as Piccolo remained silent and stony.
"ANSWER ME WORM!" Frieza yelled as he fired a death beam, making Piccolo fly backward as he dodged.
"OH, YOU DON'T GET TO SIMPLY JUST ESCAPE!" Frieza pursued Piccolo, firing more blasts as Piccolo flew back further, dodging nimbly away from each.
BAM
"AGHH!" Piccolo screamed in agony as his back was hit with incredible force once again, Frieza smirking with an elbow digging into his spine.
"I asked you a question, and I will have it answered." Frieza punched Piccolo in the spine and wrapped his tail around Piccolo's neck.
But Piccolo wasn't shook, extending one of his arms and wrapping it around Frieza's neck several times.
"Aughhhh, y-y-YOUUU-" BAAAAAAM
A massive elbow from Piccolo silenced Frieza as the Namekian started raising his power.
"I've-I've HAD IT-AAAUUUGHH!" Frieza grabbed at Piccolo's extended arm as Piccolo pulled Frieza's tail off of him, throwing it aside.
"You're gonna suffer for what you did BASTARD!" Piccolo yelled, opening his mouth wide and charging energy but not before Frieza desperately froze his tail, driving it through Piccolo's stomach...
Gohan saw what happened, but didn't care anymore. His anger at what this monster had done! It was starting to overflow! He could see his mentor, his friend as the spike of ice drove through his stomach. Vegeta was the first to notice the boy's power start to rise out of control.
"Wh-What is he-?"
"Gohan no-"
"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!"... He roared to the heavens, a roar that was followed by the echo of a beast.
The boy shot off so fast, red lightning pulsing through his body out of control.
"NOOO GOHAN!" Yamcha took off after him as well as Tien but knew they weren't going to catch up...
Frieza began to laugh at Piccolo's fallen body until he heard a tremendous roar behind him. He barely turned when he was blasted in the side, making him contort as he was forced away violently. He plowed into a mountain, followed by another 2 as he impacted the ground finally. Whatever had done that had flipped off of him and he could barely react as he moved his body away from the sword that impacted the ground.
"W-What is-"
"HAAAAAAAH!" Gohan swung with extreme force, making Frieza dodge backward as Gohan phased over his head, kicking Frieza in the jaw. Frieza's head turned more than it should've but before he could bring it back, he felt a blow to his stomach followed by many more.
"I-I'LL KILL YOU!" The boy yelled as he uppercutted Frieza in the chin. He turned, charging a ball of shining energy over his head.
"MASENKO!" The blast fired, slamming into Frieza and pushing him further into the air.
"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Gohan put more power into his blast, but in his rage, he didn't notice Frieza had dove off the side of it.
"H-How is that monkey child hurting me?" Frieza said before he fired a death beam at the boy, who only came to when he saw the pink energy beam flying fast towards him.
"HAAAH!" Yamcha had borrowed Gohan's sword when he dropped it, blocking the death beam. It sent him back nearly 30 feet into a rock face, but he managed to save Gohan's life.
"That child is an ABOMINATION!" Frieza yelled out as he went to speed towards the boy, but was walloped in the head with a Dodon Ray from Tien.
"DESTRUCTO DISK!" A flying blade of energy nearly caught Frieza as he rushed in. It missed his face inches as he watched it slice through a mountaintop a short distance away.
"Inferior gnats!" Frieza snarled. "Why? Why do you continue to resist? This is pointless! Just lay down and die!"
"Yo Krillin," Yamcha said, tossing Gohan's sword back to him and joining his friend in the air.
"Let's show 'em how we Turtles get down!" Yamcha and Krillin fist-bumped before they both charged toward Frieza, who looked on in confusion before both warriors vanished from his site.
"Don't forget about me guys!" Tien said, pumping his Kaioken even further.
"What now-?" Frieza struck with his tail, slicing through Krillin. Or so he thought, when the afterimage disappeared he turned quickly, catching Yamcha's fist. The red aura pumped out even more as Yamcha pulled Frieza in, causing him to duck his head forward instinctively. Krillin came in with a kick to the top of the Tyrant's head, pushing him down toward the ground. Both fighters went on a relentless offensive, duking it out with the Tyrant as they phased everywhere. Krillin and Yamcha had a massive power disadvantage, which made their teamwork vital. Frieza fired a massive blast at Krillin, who adapted quickly and threw a Destructo Disk through it, cleaving the energy blast in two. Tien activated his Four Witches Technique, applying pressure to Frieza who started moving backward.
"NOW YAMCHA!" He yelled as he saw a blue wave of energy blow the smoke away, slamming into Frieza's back and pushing him forward. Tien unloaded a massive knee into his stomach, causing Frieza to huff in slight pain and annoyance. He moved away quickly when he saw Krillin preparing another attack.
"EAT THIS FRIEZA!" Krillin said as he held up one hand. He formed the Destructo Disk again, but it was different this time.
"HAAAAAAAAAAAH! KAIOKEN TIMES 5!" The monk yelled out as his Destructo Disk grew larger. It gained a red-hued edge to it as he pumped more power into it.
"HAVE IT!" He yelled out, sending the blade down. He used his energy, pushing with both hands to speed the blade up. It flew vertically as it sliced up the ground heading towards the desired target.
Frieza barely registered the attack, desperately getting away, but not without injury.
He almost got away from it cleanly until he saw his tail wiggling on the ground. The pain from the bladed attack followed as he screamed in agony. Shepard had sliced his tail earlier, ripped it off, and now it had gotten sliced again. He snarled in rage as he looked at it, seeing close to half of it gone. The tipping point came when a heavy Tri-Beam blasted down onto him, slamming him feet first into the ground hard.
"Y-YOUUUU VERMIN!" Frieza screamed, causing his power to erupt around him...
Orn had rescued Piccolo, who was near motionless as the Ice Spike still stay embedded in his chest. He didn't know what to do. Piccolo was breathing erratically, barely conscious as frozen pain continued to shut down his inner core.
"I-I'll handle it, Piccolo!" Orn said as he went to grab the ice and pull. It barely moved.
"S-Stop." The weakened Namekian said as he grabbed Orn's arm.
"Orn!" Orn's gaze snapped over to Piccolo as the fused Namekian spat out blood.
"Y-You need to heat the ice, moron!" Vegeta called out from a few feet away, still somewhat battered from earlier.
"H-He's right, boy. Y-you can do it. Y-You wanted to be a part of Nail's training when the Visitor arrived. My prideful Orn. I-I think he's...rubbed off on...you." Piccolo passed out. His regeneration was being stalled by the Ice Spike still embedded in his chest. Orn was worried, placing both hands on the spike. He began to use his energy to try to melt the ice, but it wasn't enough.
"Damn it!" He shouted out before a gloved hand also put his hand on the ice. Orn watched as Vegeta's hand turned an ember red as a flaming aura surrounded it. The ice began to subside slowly as Vegeta grimaced. He hated doing this. Using his energy to save somebody he hated. It was all he could think about as, along with Orn's help, the ice melted completely, leaving Piccolo a wet mess with a slowly closing hole. He was still unconscious, and Vegeta turned over, hacking blood. Using all that energy did him no favors.
"T-Thank you Vegeta."
"F-Fuck you." He spat out. With both of them seemingly out of danger for now, Orn looked up, seeing Krillin flying wildly out of control before slamming into the ground several times.
BAAAAM
BAM
BAM
Gohan, Tien, and Yamcha tag teamed on Frieza, but their work bore no fruit as Frieza deftly dodged. Getting more comfortable, he backhanded Tien away hard before Frieza bashed Yamcha across the face with his tail and sent him flying before smirking at the lone child warrior.
"Ho ho hooo!" Frieza grabbed Gohan's fist which was only an inch from his face.
"Since Vegeta isn't available for his...lessons." Frieza punched Gohan in the stomach, making the boy puke blood. Frieza let the boy fall to the ground, snickering in amusement as he looked around. Yamcha was slowly making his way back to his feet, making Frieza phase over to him, punting him in the stomach, and making the Bandit slide across the ground in pure agony.
"I suppose you will have to do, little monkey!" Frieza said, picking Gohan up by his tail. What he didn't know, or suspect was that Gohan had mastered the use of his tail. He was in pain, but not from that.
"So since we are having this little conversation, tell me brat, who is your father hm hm hm hm hm did I perhaps kill him already earlier?" Gohan had heard the Tyrant but was busy gathering his energy. He somehow managed to hold onto his sword all this time, and he was going to use it!
"Answer me!" Frieza slammed Gohan into the ground but didn't expect Gohan to immediately lash out.
"AGHH!" The cut was shallow, barely drawing a trickle of blood across his chest, but it caused Frieza to let go of the boy, who ignited his sword golden and fired a slash up close. Frieza sped away from it, kicking Gohan in the back and making the boy drop his weapon as he flew forward.
"D-Daddy? Where are you?" Gohan said, trying to make his way to his feet.
Frieza was about to walk over to the boy, snickering as he did before 2 people landed in front of him...
"Cha la la la la la la!"
"Wake up Shep. Come on buddy."
The Saiyan in question was laid out on the ground. His body was no longer damaged, but he was so so tired. And just wanted to nap. Besides, Tights looked great in that strawberry-colored lace-
BOIOIOIOOOIOOIOIOING
"AHHHHHH! YOU MOTHERFU-"
"Ahh ahh, children may see our story one day, can't have you going completely off the profanity scale heh heh heh."
Shepard looked around before he looked upwards. His eyes widened when he realized he was there again. The place inside his BanHammer, which meant...
"Marc!"
"Bout time you got up. Things are looking pretty grim."
Shepard got up a little unsteady but made it to his feet. Standing next to his counterpart. His alternate. He didn't know exactly. His former self? The man appeared to have changed. He now had a goatee and his once-short black hair had grown long. It was starting to hang below his ears.
"Wh-What's going on? What I miss?" Shepard said as he looked out across the vast expanse. He could start to see blades of grass far below, but he couldn't quite make the color. It wasn't fully green.
"Nappa's dead." That was all Marc said at first.
"Did Frieza?" Marc shook his head, taking a seat. Shepard joined him a moment later.
"No. But it was one hell of a way to go out. Think Vegeta's last sacrifice from the Buu Saga. Like Booooom!" Marc put his hands together and pushed them away like one would explain an explosion.
"Damn. Fuck. How could I let this happen? I should've just killed Frieza and been done with this whole mess. Then Goku and I could-wait... Where is Goku? Is he still?"
"Yes! Yes heh heh heh relax man. I took care of you both. Thouuuugh, you did lose one of your legs in that explosion, I managed to repair it. You're lucky you got Goku in contact with the BanHammer. Otherwise, he would most certainly be dead."
"Can you fix us both? Yes or no?" Shepard didn't have time for 21 questions.
"It's done. Both of you are healed. I kept Goku unconscious so you and I can have this quick conversation. Look, something is coming. I don't know what. I just have this very funny feeling that our plans are about to go into a toilet bowl."
"What do you mean Marc? I mean how? We will stop Frieza! I do not doubt that." Shepard was still confident they could take Frieza, but the look on Marc's face told him his counterpart knew something he didn't.
"Why did our older self come here in the first place? He already used the dragon balls on Earth. He had no reason to come here. Right now everything is in the air and I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop."
"Oh fuck that! Frieza dies! Today!"
"I get that dude. But these changes are gonna catch up with us. Did you know that Grand Elder Guru merged with Piccolo?"
Shepard didn't know, but now that would explain the massive burst of power he felt earlier as he fought Frieza...
"Ok, so he's stronger I would imagine?"
"But the dragon balls were still active. This could only mean Guru knew what was coming and had one of his children take over. Our older self must have warned him. I would think that old bastard would at least give us the 411 but he's almost a completely different person."
"You're thinking too much dude. Come on man let me get back to Namek. We can figure this out later." Marc held his hand up ready to snap, but Shepard noticed the hesitancy.
"What's the holdup?" Shepard held his hands up in confusion.
"Just...Just be careful...When I call you next time, listen." Marc was cryptic, making Shepard narrow his eyes. But he didn't have a chance to say anything.
SNAP
"AHHH!" Shepard snapped awake, feeling up and down his body with one hand.
"N-No holes." He started feeling his face, surprised that it was smooth and blemish free. He looked into the sky and could see lightning arcing across.
"Oh, God." Shepard had a bad feeling the planet had taken a massive hit of some kind only a short time ago. He looked over in his left hand, a look of joy on his face as the smooth, warm feeling of the BanHammer lay comfortably. Then he saw the hand that rested on the base of the weapon.
"Goku? Dude come on! COME ON!" Shepard shook the man, trying to wake him. When that didn't work, he stood quickly and pulled the unconscious Saiyan to his feet. Now that Shepard got a good look at him, he could see that he too had been healed as Marc had said.
"Come on man! Goku dude get the fuck up! COME ON!"
SLAP
That woke Goku up.
"AGHH! Heey what was that for? Huh? Wait weren't we just fighting Frieza?"
'Wow, Marc must've suspended his mind somehow. Gotta ask him about that later.'
"No time for that now man we gotta get our asses going!" Shepard could feel the disturbances as much as Goku could, but he looked back to see Goku flexing his muscles. Somehow, Shepard had used the power of the BanHammer to return their clothes to normal shape. But now that Shepard's mind was on it, he too could feel the massive Zenkai.
"I feel incredible! What else can that hammer do hehehehe." Goku was giddy, and rightfully so. Shepard mulled it over for a moment. They were both probably in the realm of power where Goku was when he first encountered Frieza in the show. He could still remember it now.
Just as Shepard was about to reply, Goku sharply turned towards the ocean, narrowing his eyes before they widened.
"Raditz!" Goku made sure he had the Golden Staff wrapped around his back as he shot into the air quickly.
"Whoa whoa whoa wait up!" Shepard chased after him. Quickly catching up, he too could feel a faint trace of the former Planet Trader's Ki signature.
"BanHammer lead me," Shepard called out instinctively as it shot in the direction of where they could both feel the Saiyan. They landed only seconds later and Shepard didn't waste any time, gently placing the BanHammer on Raditz's broken body. His uniform had been nearly destroyed. Half of his face was burnt beyond recognition. There were blackened burns throughout much of his body and his breathing was raspy. He was extremely lucky to have held out so long.
"Alright, this has to work. Banny, do your thing!" Shepard exclaimed as the weapon started to arc violently. Thick transparent white lightning flashed through Raditz's body, making him wake in agony and scream.
"W-What are you doing to him?" Goku grew concerned and was about to stop Shepard until he started to see the burns slowly clear away. Raditz's eyes were wide and his screams nearly blew their eardrums. Shepard wasn't surprised though. He remembered the feeling, the pain. The agony that lay bare when he had been healed through the BanHammer. This weapon doesn't just heal for free. 'But it did for Goku...'
"Goku is pure. The BanHammer won't take from those pure of heart. You know this. It didn't take from you, this time."
Marc didn't get stern very often, and that sent a shiver up Shepard's spine, but he had to put it on the backburner as Raditz's body continued to clear up. His armored uniform shirt and pants began to manifest back into place, and then a loud POP was heard.
"AHHHHH!" Raditz screamed out as his mangled arm popped painfully back in place. The electricity continued to arc around Raditz's body for another 10 seconds. Every single second felt like an eternity to the long-haired Saiyan until finally it subsided and his screams along with it.
"Uhh uhh uhh uhh uhh uhh uhh uhh w-w-wh-what THE FUUUUUUUCK!" Raditz yelled out as his body felt one more massive jolt.
Shepard took the BanHammer off of Raditz's chest, allowing him to shakily stand on his feet.
"Dude you look trashed."
"Yeah what gives Raditz? Man, it's weird. Piccolo was nowhere near this strong before. But it won't matter if we don't get to him or the others. Gohan..."
"I-I... Ughhh." Shepard shook Raditz by the shoulder until the Saiyan went to throw a punch at him. The older Saiyan missed horribly, grabbing his head with his hand and trying to shake the cobwebs free.
"Damn Banny what did you do to him?" The weapon responded with unnatural warmth, almost too hot to touch as it began to grow heavier. Much heavier than before, clearly accommodating its master with his newfound strength.
"D-Damn it! I...I think I'm starting to feel more like myself again." Raditz said before grabbing Shepard by the undershirt of his Gi.
"You ever do that to me again and I'll gut you!"
"Oh geez I just saved your life Hedgie and you give me shit about it? What the fuck?" Shepard and Raditz's foreheads came within millimeters of each other, snarling in each other's faces.
"Guys!"
Both looked at Goku realizing that he was the sane one out of the three.
"Cut it out! We can deal with this later. But right now, my son needs my help. Keep fighting with each other if you want, but I'm going." Goku left nothing else to be said, using his newly realized power and surging away with insane speed.
Both Saiyans untangled from each other, clearly embarrassed.
"Look, uh. Just forget about it. I can always punch you in the face after Frieza's dead, yeah?" Shepard suggested.
"Hmph, whatever. So long as I get to kick your head off first I don't care. Let's go help Kakarot and his pathetic friends."
"Okay they're not pathetic considering they haven't run from Frieza yet, but yeah. I'll just kick your ass later." Shepard pushed Raditz hard, making him stumble a bit before the Rogue took off in the air.
"Oh, YOU THINK!" Raditz yelled before he too took flight, catching up quickly with the other 2. 3 powerful white auras were seen in the sky as they headed toward their destiny...
Annnnd, Shepard with a final push-off!! One thing I want to note is that the BanHammer isn't just a weapon that does blunt damage. It is a very special weapon for a reason. Perhaps I will start to open up the secrets to it in the next couple of chapters. But for now, how do you guys think I did with Piccolo? I have gotten so used to using Shepard in fights that I vaguely forget how to quote them and how they fight. And yes, Piccolo named the technique a Holy Grenade instead of Light Grenade. Guru's influence perhaps? Only going to state a couple of power levels, since Shepard and the others are (temporarily) out of the fight.
Power Levels:
Avoca: 10,400
Stranger: More than 9,000 (less than infinity!)
Piccolo: 20,000,000
Full Power: 35,000,000
Gohan: 27,000,000 (Rage Boost!)
Weakened, 100,000 (And Dropping!)
Frieza: 40-48,000,000 (33-40 Percent Full Power!)
The others Power Levels are all still roughly the same from last chapter.
Raditz: ?
Shepard: ?
Goku: ?
Last note: Power Levels will not go away until likely the Buu Saga. By then, power levels are bullshit