Hello everyone! We're back with another chapter. This is where the AU really goes off the rails! I want to thank those who have personally favorited and followed me. It is motivating to know you guys (and gals!) may be looking forward to possible future works. Now I don't know if I'm going to do any for sure. I definitely have stuff brewing in my head. (Supernatural fans anyone?) But anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter. Next chapter is where we bring the rain!
Shepard, Raditz, and Goku continue to battle the powerful emperor Frieza. But what is this? The Stranger has words with the Arcosians? What could he possibly be doing? Will the trio be able to defeat their Frosty nemesis? Find out on this chapter of Dragon Ball: BtG!
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Age: December 14, 762
Location: King Cold's Personal Ship
He had ordered the ship to return to Arcos. The minuscule beings working under him were ever fearful of their lives, and he wanted it that way.
King Cold sat on his throne, watching the stars zap by as he swirled his wine. Taking a sip, he enjoyed this flavor. It was a rare vintage from one of his planets that he conquered over 50 years ago. It's red color the color of blood. But the taste was so exquisite!
"My King, we are exactly 2 days from Planet Arcos, but I'm receiving communications... It's from Lord Cooler sir."
"Urgh, what could that troublesome sap want right now? I gave the boy the South Galaxy for a reason. Put him through."
"Yes, sire!"
A holo screen came to life in front of the King as he saw Cooler on his throne, smirking as he always did.
"What do you want, Cooler? I'm busy."
"Busy doing what, Father? Sipping your wine and being bored with retirement as always?"
King Cold and Cooler always had a way of speaking to each other. The acerbic nature of their...relationship made it difficult to tolerate one another.
"Even so, that doesn't warrant contact from you. What could be so fascinating about the South Galaxy that would make you call me?" King Cold demanded.
He watched as Cooler looked off-screen for a second, seemingly pulling at something before snickering and looking back at the screen.
"Oh, but this glorious news has nothing to do with me, Father. Let us say a little, virus of sorts that I had one of my undercovers plant on Frieza's personal cruiser has yielded quite some...surprises."
"Stop meandering and get to the point, Cooler."
"Hmph. Very well then. Frieza got himself into a little situation on a pitiful little planet called Namek. It has now, however, become a much bigger issue. For starters, did you know the little brat was going after the rumored Wish Orbs for a wish for Immortality?"
No, he was not aware. And for Frieza not to tell him of them was alarming. Frieza was always cunning. It was what the King expected of his sons. But immortality? That was a new one.
"Frieza did not tell me of this. But it does not surprise me. How is this any of my concern?"
"Oh. Well, my wonderful little brother's personal ship has been wrecked. Courtesy of the sniveling Saiyan Prince Vegeta. And from what I can tell, all of his soldiers are dead. Hm hm hm hm and you were so willing to just give him the North, and the East, and eventually the West. What's next Father? Handing the entirety of the Trade over?"
"Quiet! I am heading back to Arcos. I am not worried in the slightest about my favorite son. My my Cooler. If I didn't know any better, I would say you were...concerned." King Cold coyly remarked, watching as Cooler looked off-camera again, his hand moving as if holding onto something and tightening.
He expected Cooler to snarl and grunt in anger like he always did when referencing Frieza in that way but was mildly surprised when Cooler bowed his head, shaking it and chuckling to himself.
"Hm hm hm hm hm. If I was concerned, I would tell you. Rather, I am quite surprised you are not calling full stop and turning your ship around to help your precious baby boy hm hm hm." King Cold could hear the jeer in his elder son's voice. Decades of diplomatic experience kept his emotions in fine control.
"If I was that concerned, I would have bugged his ship as well. If he cannot handle a bunch of misfit Saiyans, then perhaps he is not worthy to further his Emperorship. In which case, the spoils would be all yours, right Cooler?"
The piercing eyes of his father sent chills down Cooler's body. He knew that the King was still holding back a considerable amount of power. Even through all of his rugged training, he knew he didn't stand a chance to 'properly' take over for King Cold.
"Of course, Father. I will monitor the situation from my end."
"Good. Until then, do not bother me again unless it is urgent." King Cold looked at one of his underlings, who was awaiting the silent order to end communications. Minutes later he was still grumbling over the call.
"Bothersome welp. Always meddling in Frieza's affairs."
WOOSH
"Why must Frieza always-"
"SIRE!"
King Cold heard a commotion behind him and a THUMP. Preparing immediately for a battle, King Cold turned on his heel, shocked at what he saw.
A small, to him, humanoid in a black, somewhat raggedy hooded trench coat. One soldier was already down, and with one finger, he was holding back another one of his soldier's fists. But the man's face was covered with some kind of cloth, leaving his eyes to glare at King Cold. Almost any individual in the known Universe would never openly look at King Cold with any sort of venom considering his formidable power. He was humbled long ago by the God of Destruction, Lord Beerus, but that was an extreme exception. He could only think of one mortal who could have ever given him such a look. Putting the distant memory to the back of his mind, he took in the rest of the figure of the hooded man. He could see grey hair poking out from the hood. So the man had to be older or on the older side of his race's longevity.
That was all he had a chance to gleam as the man pushed back with his finger, sending his soldier into one of the communication panels, making it spark viciously as it turned his soldier into ashen remains. 8 different soldiers crowded the man's space, each holding arm cannons within a foot away yelling at the man to stop.
"Stand down!" King Cold spoke over the yelling.
"Get that filth out of here, immediately?" King Cold ordered the small team of men as they hurried quickly to pull the charred remains away. Either figure took their eyes off of the other. Again King Cold couldn't help but be a bit put off at seeing no sort of intimidation from the other man.
"Well. To what do I owe this pleasure? Care for a drink of wine?"
"There is no time for alcohol, Cold. Your son Frieza is in extreme danger."
"That's King Cold to you. So I suggest you tell me why, and how you got onto my ship so quickly and killed one of my men. Are you one of Cooler's private enforcers? Start talking."
The man visibly relaxed, if only a fraction. The King could still see the man was incredibly tense, ready to uncoil at a moment's notice.
"I don't bow to you, Cold. As for Cooler, I will be bringing him along. But you were closer."
The man's voice was raspy, but his actions and his speed told of a very experienced martial artist. King Cold decided to test that. He phased quickly, appearing next to the man and throwing a massive punch. He was slightly shocked when the man put up a finger and blocked it, turning his head slowly and looking at King Cold with what he could guess was amusement.
"Are you satisfied?" King Cold narrowed his eyes, clearly expecting to have punched through the man. Setting back down on the ground, he crossed his arms, looking down at the smaller being. The man crossed his arms as well, looking up at Cold, clearly ready to move on.
"Hmph. I imagine that Cooler wouldn't have someone like you in his employ. But I am not going anywhere to help Frieza. As I just told Cooler minutes before, if Frieza can't handle a team of insignificant pests like the Saiyans, then perhaps he is not worthy to claim my throne."
The man looked at him for a few moments before an eyebrow shot up.
"Then what if I told you that the man who stole your...product is one of those very Saiyans that fights him as we speak?"
That stopped the King in his tracks, eyes narrowing dangerously at the man.
"Is that so?" the King spoke slowly, not believing what he had just heard. If that was true, then this man couldn't be working for Cooler. He knew his eldest would've happily floated that with smugness.
"Indeed. This will be the only chance you will have at revenge. Your product was stolen. Something very valuable to you."
"That...product...was for very dedicated clientele. This Saiyan will pay dearly for what he has done. If you are lying to me, I will make you suffer. Endlessly! Am I clear?"
The man shrugged, not phased by King Cold's threat.
"I am not lying. But we must hurry. Place one hand on my shoulder and we will depart." The raspy old man said, motioning with his finger to his shoulder.
"Hmph. Soldiers! Continue your trip to Arcos. If I am not back within 1 year, you will take my ship to the planet Namek."
"YES SIR!" everyone shouted.
"Well then, let us go and retrieve my eldest." King Cold couldn't see it, but the man smugly smiled underneath his covering. Once he felt the massive hand of the King touch his shoulder, he needed only a couple of seconds to sense the other Arcosian.
WOOSH
"AGHHHHHHHH!" Frieza exploded out of the water, blasts bouncing off of him.
He appeared in front of Goku, punching him in the jaw before the other 2 caught up to him.
"Come'ere LIZARD!" Shepard yelled, kicking at Frieza who blocked with a raised arm.
BAM
Raditz blitzed in, hitting Frieza in the face with a haymaker.
Frieza shook it off, screaming in rage as he started firing blasts upwards. Shepard opened his hand, making a blue Ki blade as he got in front of Raditz, slicing through them. Raditz got above and started firing his own blasts, making Frieza aim upwards. The miniature explosions in the air were rampant as Shepard charged in. Frieza saw him, disappearing at the last moment when Shepard's Ki blade sliced through. Raditz stopped firing, turning as Frieza appeared behind him. Frieza was faster, hitting Raditz with a knee to the face as the Saiyan misfired. Goku phased in having recovered, catching Frieza in the side with a massive kick.
"KAMEHAMEHAAAAAAA!" He fired it as quickly as he could, hitting Frieza in the back and sending him into a mountain, obliterating it in the process. The other 2 Saiyans appeared next to him surveying the damage.
"Unbelievable. How can that bastard still be alive after all that?" Raditz said in dismay. They had been pumping the Kaioken Times 15 for a while now and the strain was starting to become major. Shepard was breathing a bit heavily, trying to feel for the Tyrant to make a move.
"If he's still holding back, we may need to go higher. Heh heh heh this is exciting!" Goku said, giddy as can be.
"Are you..are you fucking for real now?" Shepard looked over, eye cocked in a way as if wondering just how alien Goku really was.
"I have to agree Kakarot. This is insane! But I think I'm starting to understand why you l-like fighting so much." Raditz was starting to feel that excitement creeping up. This challenge, impossible. Suicidal, but the excitement behind finally making Frieza suffer. It felt great to cause his lifelong Tyrant pain.
Before any more could be said, a pink dome of energy swelled where Frieza had landed.
"Damn. Goku, we may need to use, that."
"I don't know if it'll be strong enough. There's not much life here anymore." Goku tried to feel for more life. He could sense Bulma and someone else. Foreign and stronger than Bulma but would not make a difference. He sensed the others below, but again there just was not enough energy.
"Then pull it from nearby planets and the suns if you have to. We need the Spirit Bomb and we need it now."
"R-Right! Here we go!" Goku tore off the rest of his tattered orange Gi top, leaving him in his signature blue t-shirt. He flew up, holding his hands up as he did.
"Lend me your energy! Please." Every blade of grass, every tree, he drew what he could. Subconsciously drawing from his friends, his son. "Please give me what you can spare."
"Alright, Rad. We got a job to do." Shepard looked at Raditz who nodded. They each yelled, summoning even more power. The Kaioken Times 20. Without the BanHammer, Shepard was feeling the maximum strain, but he wouldn't give in. Raditz's muscles bulged, a vein growing on his head as he pushed himself even further.
"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
"I'VE HAD IT!" Frieza yelled at them, charging with ferocity. Both Saiyans dodged, each throwing a punch which Frieza ducked under both. Frieza iced what remained of his tail into a fine point, spinning and looking to slice both warriors up. They dodged narrowly, each aware of what that tail could do. One impale attempt missed Shepard's face by an inch, another missing Raditz's side as he dodged it. Raditz coated his hand in yellow energy, punching one strike from the tail away as Shepard appeared, double-kicking Frieza in the gut, sending the Tyrant spinning. They kept after him, Shepard coming up over Frieza and putting a massive amount of torque into an axe kick. It slammed into Frieza's side, making the Tyrant slam into the ground. They both phased down as Frieza looked at them in rage, spit frothing at the mouth. He screamed as he fired an array of blasts at the pair who barely dove out of the way.
"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
"Wha?"
"What was?" Raditz and Shepard both looked away as they saw a golden bullet raging toward Frieza.
"SHIT!" Shepard yelled as he and Raditz flew up and away...
He had seen enough. His anger was tipping violently. He had watched the other 3 Saiyans fighting Frieza, pushing Frieza, and he was powerless, and it made him livid.
The others flew away as rocks started to float, watching as a golden aura tried to draw itself out of the Prince.
"H-His power is rising!" Krillin said in terror.
"Guys it's like he's trying to transform or something!" Yamcha said as the wind began to pick up.
Vegeta's eyes rolled to the back of his head, his teeth gnashing and snarling as the aura continued to climb. He could feel himself succumbing to the power, and he let it.
"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Vegeta roared in pain as his power blew everyone away. But there was a problem. He was out of control. His hair was still black but his muscles bulged profusely. His power continued to rise as he took off, cratering the ground beneath his feet He saw Goku holding his hands, a small ball of energy forming above them. He saw Shepard and Raditz scream and fly away. He paid them no mind, because then he saw Frieza, and his vision ran red...
Shepard watched as Vegeta blew by both of them.
"H-Holy shit! He-He transformed! So early!"
"But it's the False Super Saiyan! Can he win?" Shepard asked Marc internally.
"Unfortunately no, it won't be enough."
Shepard cursed to himself.
"What the fuck is that? What Vegeta do dammit?" Raditz was just as confused. Vegeta's power was chaotic!
"What is-URK!" Frieza didn't have a chance to question as Vegeta slammed into him with such force that blood shot out of his mouth.
"FRIEZA!" Vegeta slammed the Tyrant into a rock formation, pummeling Frieza through it as he fired a quick blast, watching in dismay when Vegeta tanked it, driving through it and kicking Frieza in the face hard, blowing him away. He landed in one of the craters made earlier by all the fighting, barely getting up when Vegeta dove down, both feet slamming Frieza through the crater wall where he blew through the ground into another rock formation. He started to raise his power but Vegeta grabbed Frieza by the face, slamming his head into the wall.
"YOU'VE TAKEN EVERYTHING FROM ME YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Vegeta roared as he started to let loose on Frieza's face, holding him there and punching him as hard as he possibly could.
"MY PLANET!"
BAM
"MY FAMILY!"
BAM
"MY PEOPLE!"
BAM
Vegeta threw Frieza like a rag doll, watching the Tyrant slowly getting up with fear in his eyes.
"W-w-what are-"
BAM
He kneed Frieza in the stomach, sending blood shooting away out of the Tyrant's bloodied mouth. He pointed his hand in Frieza's face, blasting him away as the rock was destroyed by the Arcosian's crash.
"I'M GONNA KILL YOU FOR WHAT YOU'VE DONE!" Vegeta yelled as his golden aura flexed dangerously. He flashed forward and slammed a forearm into Frieza'a back before he hit him with the other fist. Once he got the Tyrant on the ground he started stomping on his back.
"YES FRIEZA SUFFER!" Vegeta was lost in his rage, so much so that he couldn't control himself as he continued to let out all his rage. Decades of rage went into each and every stomp. The many times Frieza had beaten him to within an inch of his life. The many times that Frieza made him endure torture. The many times Frieza had sicced Zarbon and Dodoria on him and his Saiyans. Every. Single. Stomp was delivered with a rage that couldn't be quelled by simply winning a fight. Vegeta wanted blood, and revenge. He turned Frieza over on his side, putting both hands around the Tyrant's throat as he started to choke the Tyrant.
"YOU..."
Frieza struggled with Vegeta, taking the time to try to raise his power to overcome the blood-lusted Saiyan.
"Y-Y-You m-monkey!" Frieza whipped his tail, bashing Vegeta in the face, but he didn't move. It took 3 more hits, the last one he coated his tail in heavy ice, sending Vegeta stepping away woozy.
Frieza got up, his back in agony and his neck raw and sore. He was extremely angry. He stalked towards Vegeta who turned dangerously fast and threw a punch, only for Frieza to catch it with his hand.
"You dare!" Frieza punched Vegeta in the forehead but was surprised he took it without flinching, sending his head forward and head-butting Frieza in the center of his face. Frieza stumbled backward holding his face in pain as he turned to fire a Death Beam at Vegeta who took it right through his shoulder without flinching. Frieza summoned 2 slabs of rocks with his mind, slamming one into the oncoming Saiyan Prince. He pointed his hand down and sent the other slab on top of the other one, sending a wave of dirt and smoke in the air.
Only seconds later, a golden aura pierced through the rocks as Vegeta forced his way out.
"Meddlesome monkey! Don't you know how to die?" Frieza said in pure rage. Vegeta didn't hear him, nor did he care as he phased over, engaging the Tyrant in a vicious series of attacks. Frieza defended well but Vegeta's relentlessness paid off, kicking Frieza in the stomach and sending him sliding back. Vegeta was about to charge forward when he felt off...
"Whoa! His power is huge!" Goku watched as Vegeta went after Frieza in such a ruthless manner. He was focusing as much as he could on the Spirit Bomb, which he guessed was about close to halfway completed. He hoped he wouldn't need it, but he wouldn't stop charging it.
"Come on come on come on! I'm gonna have to pull energy from nearby planets. Please, lend me your energy. Please." He closed his eyes, ignoring the intensely chaotic power of the Prince...
"Did-Did he seriously just become a Super Saiyan?" Raditz couldn't believe this shit. He had trained his ass off, went through a hellish mental trial of his worst nightmares, and came out stronger, been battling Frieza on and off, and yet the Prince still ascended him in pure power right now. It made him seethe at the thought of bowing to the Saiyan again.
"Not quite. He has the raw power but he has no control over it. It's too chaotic to properly control for him right now. He's just fighting on basic instinct." Shepard could sense the wick running fast on this opportunity, so he and Raditz flew in and they were lucky they did. They watched as Vegeta's energy drained away. The golden aura was gone and Frieza was charging at the vulnerable Prince.
"AHHHH!" Shepard blitzed ahead, getting to Frieza when he was a tail length away looking to impale the Prince. He kicked Frieza incredibly hard in the side, punching him through the ground as Vegeta was rag-dolled away, thrown away wildly as the rocks and dirt exploded outward.
Frieza looked beaten and worn down. Vegeta had done a number on him and Shepard was surprised Frieza didn't get up right away. But surely after a few seconds, the Tyrant made his way to his feet, incoherently snarling.
"How c-can this be? HOW? I REFUSE TO LOSE TO YOU! ANY OF YOU!" He turned, firing an array of blasts toward the duo, but Raditz sneaked through, getting behind them and grabbing Frieza in a Full Nelson, suplexing him backward head first. Frieza desperately chilled his tail, smacking Raditz's back and making the big Saiyan twist and turn in the air, landing on his feet and sliding back many yards. His and Shepard's auras were heavy and red, clearly going as hard as they could.
"H-He's so much more durable than I would have expected, that bastard!" Raditz huffed as he said. But was given no more time as Frieza charged again at the pair...
Cooler saw it all. The nifty little bug that one of his personal (now dead!) undercover soldiers had implanted within his little brother's personal ship yielded tremendous results.
'My brother is such a fool. A simple sweep of his ship would have made this worthless, but he's an utter imbecile hahahahahaha!'
"Lord Coola, it looks like Lord Frieza's ship was picked clean!" Cooler's right hand Captain Salza pointed out.
"What else is new when it comes to Frieza? Always arrogant enough to believe he superior to everyone around him. Doesn't realize those beneath his nose are just as dangerous as those who stand above him. Should I bother sending one of you on a technological retrieval mission heh heh heh heh?" Cooler was sarcastic. The prize next to him, laid out on the ground in a special device made to hold strong aliens was silent, as she should be. The Ki manacles didn't just wrap around her hands. They bonded her body into a stiff, still position. She tried to scream her way out once, so he fitted the device with a mouthguard-like device. It wasn't the only thing he had done but she had been silent ever since. Giving it a good tug, the woman barely grunted.
"Does ze Lord Coola bother sending one of our great soldiers to fix ze Lord Frieza's blunder?" Salza mocked before he started laughing, followed by a chorus of others joining in. Even Cooler had to chuckle a bit at the audacity. He would never do anything to help his arrogant, priceless, nigh useless little brother. He still couldn't understand even years later. He knew he had put the work in. The tireless council meetings he spent with his father. The scheduled training regimens he had undergone courtesy of King Cold. Was it all a waste?
WOOSH
Cooler was still in the middle of thought when he saw 2 beings appear in front of him out of nowhere. One of which he had just spoken to only minutes prior.
"SIR!" Everyone around the ship got up and instantly got to one knee, showing full faith in the undisputed Emperor of the Universe, King Cold.
"King Cold! To what do we owe dis pleasur?" Salza said with his head bowed.
"Yes, Father do tell. And who is this simpleton with you?" Cooler smugly asked as he tugged on the specially forged chain holding his detainee, his slave. He couldn't see the other figure's identity because of the cloth that covered the majority of his face. But he saw the man's eyes narrow.
"Oh... Does MY property bother you, rat?"
"Cooler, calm yourself, boy."
"I'm not bothered one way or another, boy." The condescending tone from the strange man made Cooler want to pounce on him immediately.
"Dore, deal with this trash." The Beppa warrior hesitated, not wanting to risk hitting King Cold. A look from the King told him to do as he pleased, so he charged in quickly, but to his shock, the man phased away, appearing in front of Cooler. The stare-down between the two was incredibly tense.
"Don't you run away from me weakling!" Dore shouted out. He stopped short of King Cold who looked on amusingly. "Oh don't mind me, do what your Emperor suggests hm hm hm hm." King Cold jeered as he watched the slow Beppa warrior make way for the stranger's back. Dore went to punch through the man's head, but he was swift, moving his head to the side and letting the fist pass while also managing to catch Dore's punch which came within inches of Cooler's face. The look on Cooler's face was one of surprise, but the warlord quickly wiped that away when the man turned himself, lifting Dore off of the ground and slamming him (lightly!).
"300 plus matches and you still haven't learned a thing." The man said before turning to look back up at Cooler who stood only a few inches taller.
"I will make this clear, Cooler. I am not one of your underlings, nor do I work for Cold. Your brother Frieza has made a grave mistake and is going to be overwhelmed by the warriors he is currently fighting."
"And I care about that, why? He's the special child, the one destined to rule over everything according to my Father. I say let him die if he's so arrogant to believe in that silly talk. Calm down, trash." Cooler yanked on the chain of the woman he held in the contraption. Now that the stranger was close enough, he could see the brightly colored cage-like device that kept her in place. It went around her head and her broken body.
"Is it really necessary to hold slaves aboard your personal cruiser, Son?" King Cold was mildly disgusted at his eldest son's behavior.
"Why not? She's mine! And as for you, scum, get the hell off of my ship if you know what's good for you. You may have beaten one of my soldiers, but I am nothing like him." Cooler took a step forward, but the man didn't budge. He was crowding the man's space and could see the spiky grey hair poking out underneath the hood.
"With all due respect, Lizard, you are a lot like your soldier. Compared to me, that is. You are an ant, and will always be one standing next to me. I know you can sense power, why don't you try now?" The man's aura grew powerful as Cooler had to take a step back in astonishment. King Cold's cape started blowing as one soldier flew by him trying to hold onto it. Another soldier was flung out of his chair as the man's silky white aura began to shake the ship. Dore's unconscious body was flung into a Scanning Magnifier, a machine that was used to detect power levels through different bandwidths. He would be feeling that pain later.
"OK!" The instant Cooler replied, the aura died down. Cooler could feel an enormous swell of power within this man. Possibly greater than even his father at his strongest...
"You've proven your point. But what would make you think I would care if Frieza dies one way or another? More power for me!" Cooler nearly shouted in the man's face, but he was unaffected and if anything, his eyes narrowed for a second before his eyebrow raised.
"Wouldn't the great and magnificent Cooler want to rub it in Vegeta's face that he has the Saiyan Princess, Sarada in his capture? If I was as confident about my power as you are about yours, I would have done it when the Prince was but a child. You're slacking."
Cooler sputtered, struggling to come up with words.
"B-B-B-But I am confident! Hell, I don't even need confidence for someone like that lousy monkey Vegeta. Salza!"
"Sire?" The Brench soldier was angered that his squad mate Dore was beaten so handily, but the look on his Emperor's face when the man had powered up had immediately culled his inner desire to make the man suffer.
"Prepare this...filth and get her ready. You see, I plan on showing her off and when Vegeta is all but broken, then I will kill her hm hm hm hm hm." Cooler handed the chain to Salza, who yanked on the chain and forced the mangled Saiyan woman to her feet. The man looked on indifferently, but inside he seethed. He could kill both of these Tyrants now and rescue the poor woman, but he knew she was a Saiyan warrior, even if her life had been one that was even worse than Vegeta's had been. She wouldn't want that pity or that feeling of loss. Her eyes traveled to him and King Cold, and he could see the terror in them. She had been thoroughly broken in life. Her clothes were barely rags, not fitting of a warrior. With no armor to boot, her petite body was scarred. Lines of bruises and scratches clawed up and down her body, what parts of her body he could see anyway. The Ki-Chains that wrapped her didn't touch her legs. Those had but a simple set of Manacles that was also energy based.
"After that thing is ready to go, then we can leave. I never thought I would have so much fun lording over someone so pathetic." Cooler said as he held his hands up as if to wipe them clean...
He was lucky that little bald pest earlier had only cut off a little under half of his tail. He was still able to spike it and turn it into a point, even if it wasn't as sharp.
Frieza bull rushed the duo, flinging his Spiked Ice Tail as an extra appendage, making Shepard and Raditz both dodge frantically before Shepard was caught with an uppercut to the chin and blasted backward, hitting the ground like a stone.
"Dammit, Shepard! Raditz yelled out as he blocked one of Frieza's punches, put on the defensive, and flew back from the onslaught. His blocks were mediocre and Frieza's forceful attacks were starting to hurt his arms and knees, so he twisted away from one punch, throwing a roundhouse kick. Frieza put his forearm up to block but was immediately blasted by both fists of the recovering Shepard, driving him back.
"Come on man I can't let you have all the fun." Shepard quickly said, speeding in as Frieza started firing beams from his eyes. They both dodged away, each phasing next to Frieza, who blocked both of their punches before using his energy and blowing them away on each side of them. They recovered quickly, pouncing on Frieza and putting him on the defensive. Frieza felt Raditz's punches a bit more from the force, but Shepard's were numerous and still packed a punch. Frieza's defense held as they sent shockwaves around the planet. Each of them disappearing and reappearing simultaneously in different spots. Frieza flattened his hand, sending a fissure of energy that separated both as they dodged to either side.
"DOUBLE SUNDAY!"
"KAMEHAMEHAA!"
Both fired at the Tyrant, watching as he protected himself at the last second. The blasts crossed each other, causing a massive explosion of smoke.
"AGHHHHHHH!" The smoke blew away as Frieza's aura grew larger.
"Dammit!" Shepard looked out across the landscape, seeing Goku's Spirit Bomb. Compared to a few minutes before, it was much more complete and had to be nearly 10-15 times larger than before.
He barely looked back when Frieza rocked him in the jaw, sending blood away as Shepard rocketed away in the sky. Raditz flew forward, engaging Frieza who dodged away from one of Raditz's punches and smashed the Saiyan with a knife-edged chop to his ribs. It destroyed more of his armored shirt and he felt his ribs creaking ready to shatter.
"AUCK!" Raditz spat out blood before he was headbutted away.
"Where is that third-w-wh-what is that?" Frieza was looking for Goku but instead saw a massive ball of blue energy, easily bigger than his Supernova attacks.
"Th-this was all a distraction? ARE THE MONKEYS TRYING TO PLAY ME FOR A FOOL YET AGAIN!" Frieza blasted toward Goku...
"Not now darn it! NOT NOW!" Goku couldn't move as he watched Frieza fly in fast. Frieza was about to hurl a miniature death ball at Goku when Shepard caught up to Frieza, phasing in behind him and wrapping him in a body lock, pulling the Tyrant away and down and causing the ball of energy to explode harmlessly away.
"L-LET GO-" BAM
Shepard slammed an elbow into the side of Frieza's head, holding the lock and flying the Tyrant towards a rock formation.
"SATURDAY CRUSH!" Raditz cocked his hand back, charging a pulsing orb of pinkish energy bigger than his body. With the support of his other hand, he let loose the powerful beam.
Frieza screamed in rage trying to get away, raising his energy but Shepard didn't let go, watching the hellish ball of energy making a beeline towards them. The Saiyan had a plan, learning from before. He thumbed Frieza in the eye, making the Tyrant scream before he let go, driving both feet into Frieza's back, sending the blinded screaming Arcosian straight into the blast, causing a tremendous explosion...
King Cold and the man both waited for Cooler to be done prancing around, preening himself on his pride and excitement for destruction.
"Was it truly necessary to bring Cooler with us?" King Cold asked impatiently, making the man silently chuckle.
"He has just as much of a right to witness what is soon to happen." the answer was unsatisfactory to the King, but he wouldn't press.
"Is my property ready yet? I have been waiting for over 5 minutes!" Cooler demanded. A few seconds later, Salza, chain in hand yanked the enslaved Saiyan princess with him. She looked freshly washed but her clothes were still raggedy.
"Right'zere for you, Lord Coola!" Salza said, yanking Sarada around until she fell in front of Cooler. The chain was handed back to him, where he smirked and pulled up on the chain. The device hummed, forcing the woman to her feet where her eyes looked on in anger, mouth still covered with some kind of Ki-laced contraption.
"That's right Wench, we are going to go see your loser of a big brother. Should I go ahead and kill him when we arrive hm hm hm?"
"You can have your fun later Cooler. We have an uprising to cull." King Cold said as patiently as he could.
"Whatever Father. Just be aware that if this was all a waste, I will kill Frieza myself. Men! This matter should not take long, but in the event that anything unexpected happens, find out where the monkeys live and raze their damn planet!" King Cold was indifferent to that threat. He relished seeing his kids compete for power. He knew Frieza had raw power, potential, and cunning. It was everything he wanted in a son, but it came with extra 'baggage' he felt his youngest could go without. The arrogance for one needed to go. But Cooler on the other hand was tactical. And as much as he didn't care for his eldest, he did train his body, and his mind belied a deceptive brilliance that couldn't be ignored or denied. Perhaps he was wrong about his predictions...
Bulma and Orange saw another massive explosion rise to the skies as she began making preparations for takeoff.
"Yep, it's time to go! We'll get in the atmosphere and do orbits around the planet until I get some kind of signal."
"B-But I thought you didn't want to leave your friends?" Orange asked in alarm.
"I'd rather be able to get to them than be crashed and wrecked on the ground. So orbit it is. BUCKLE UP!" Bulma yelled out the last part as an errant blast landed a few hundred feet away, throwing up a heavy array of smoke.
"YIKES!" Orange buckled in and they took off in a short few seconds.
"W-What kind of signal are you ex-expecting!" Orange said in fright as the ship had to maneuver away from another randomly flung blast from somewhere far away.
"Yamcha knows what to do." Was all the bluenette said as they pierced the clouds...
The haze was finally starting to leave him. The last thing he remembered was rushing Frieza and then he blacked out.
Vegeta had regained consciousness, pulling rocks off of him. He could feel the quakes from underneath him. The impacts from the fight happening a short distance away. He was struggling to remember what happened. He was so overcome with rage. Rage at his failure to stand alongside the other Saiyans as they fought their childhood demon. Rage at his failure to avenge his family.
"D-Did I become a S-S... A Super Saiyan? Was that what that was?" He asked aloud to himself. If he had to admit, the raw power he felt, remembering Frieza's terrified look, was a rush. He needed it again. He stood no chance as he was. But if he could somehow tap into it again...
"Hey, Vegeta! Holy shit that was amazing man!"
"You call that amazing Yamcha? Really? You know he could've killed us with that?"
Vegeta looked up, seeing Piccolo, Yamcha, Krillin, Gohan, and Tien all floating above him.
"If you can't tap into the Super Saiyan again, then we need to get going," Piccolo said. Guru had heard the Super Saiyan legend in the past. But Piccolo himself was not impressed. He observed that Vegeta had no control over that form whatsoever and if he couldn't control it, he was a danger to them all. Not that he wasn't already!
"Quiet! I-"
There was a sudden shift. A massive shift. Vegeta felt sick. The others started trembling instantly.
"W-W-What in the?"
"It-It feels like there are 2, no... 3 powers just arrived. No wait... 4?" Tien's senses were going haywire!
"W-What do we do?" Gohan was terrified. Frieza was bad enough. But these powers felt even stronger!
"One is stronger than Frieza. The others. One feels very weak. Minuscule in power. But the other. It feels like... Dammit." Piccolo looked back at Gohan. He was thinking of a desperate last-ditch plan. If he could get the boy off of the planet, then dying was worth it. He cursed as he felt hope slipping...
WOOSH
The 4 arrived on Namek. Instantly the man felt the chaos happening on the other side of the planet. He did teleport over here for a reason...
"Well well well, what a rotten dump this is," Cooler said. He yanked on the chain, making Sarada ramrod straight in agony. She grumbled and yelled under the energy mouthguard.
"Oh shut it. You'll see your precious big brother of a monkey soon hm hm hm... Oh, what's this? Frieza is not even using his full power? Or he has no control over it? Looks like this...wait a moment." Cooler turned to look as the man had already flown back a few dozen feet.
"You're not staying? I do owe you a great service for bringing me to the Saiyan who robbed me." King Cold turned with an eyebrow raised, noticing the man's eyes not looking at him directly for a few moments before their gaze met.
"Your rewards are not required, Arcosians. I bid you farewell, and good luck." The man caught eyes with the younger Saiyan princess, giving the quickest wink. The pair of lizards did not notice thankfully, but she took it as a sign of things to come. If her brother truly was on this planet, then perhaps freedom was in sight.
"Now hold on a-"
WOOSH
The old man had waved before vanishing ever so quickly.
Cooler snarled. He still had questions. But he turned back. His senses weren't lying to him. The Saiyans had grown in power remarkably so, and Frieza had let them do it. He didn't know why he was here, but the chance to throw it in the Saiyan Prince's face that he held onto his sister as mere property was just so enjoyable and far too tempting to gloat.
"Well, Father. Guess we should go deal with that thief and the other Saiyans who dare to rise against us, hm?"
King Cold closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. He had held a lot back from their sons over the years, and he sensed that some of it was going to be required to come out today.
"Yes. There will be no more resistance against the Planet Trade after today, son. Lead the way."
"Hm hm hm hm yes! Oh, this will be magnificent. Enjoy this flight monkey whore, for it will be your last!"
The pair sped off in the direction Cooler felt all the energy build up, the prisoner in tow!...
"Goku throw it!" Shepard nearly yelled. Goku's eyes were still closed, and the Spirit Bomb was massive now.
"I-Its not ready yet Shep!"
"It doesn't matter Kakarot! We're out of time!" Raditz said. The Kaioken left their bodies. They simply had no more to give. Goku opened his eyes, feeling the massive powers that were coming their way!
"Darn it! Alright here goes. FRIEZA!"
Frieza had managed to cover the front of his body, which was scarred and shredded quite a bit from the battle. He had a gash in his side, a couple of his teeth missing, and one of his eyes felt like it wasn't in its socket properly. Blood was on his chin, and he had time to notice that blue ball of energy from before, closer than ever.
"W-What the? You think a stupid ball of energy is enough to stop me monkeys?" Frieza fired a death beam at the ball but was dismayed when it harmlessly bounced off.
"EIIYYAAAAHHHH I WILL NOT BE BEATEN BY YOU GNATS!" Frieza fired a Death Ball at the Spirit Bomb but again was stymied when it did nothing.
"I will not be defeated! I- LET GO OF ME!" Frieza was about to fly away but Shepard and Raditz both phased in, each grabbing one of Frieza's arms.
"Uh uh, Fuckface you're eating it for BREAKFAST!"
"For all the s-suffering you've caused the Saiyans! May you burn in HELL!" They both ignited their Kaioken auras, each burning at 15 times. They didn't have the stamina for a 20 times burst right now.
Frieza flung his tail desperately, icing it and trying to stab the pair but they evaded, each forcefully dragging the Tyrant towards his destruction.
"N-No! Release me monkeys I'll gift you each your own-"
"FUCK OFF!" Shepard yelled in his face, hurling Frieza toward the Spirit Bomb in sync with Raditz. Frieza stopped within a handful of feet, turning and desperately grabbing ahold of the massive ball of energy. Frieza tried pushing it back frantically.
"N-NOO! I refuse to let this be the end of me! NOOOOOOOO!" Frieza was pushed toward the ground.
"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Goku screamed out as he pushed the Spirit Bomb down with everything he had...
Gohan was dumbfounded. The massive blue ball of energy was so powerful!
"W-what is that energy? It feels like.." Vegeta didn't get to see anymore as he watched Frieza dip below a rock formation, the Spirit Bomb still making its way down!
"HIT THE DECK!" Yamcha yelled, familiar enough with the technique. He dove to the ground as he pulled the boy down with Piccolo and Vegeta and the others.
BOOOOOOOOOOOM
Rocks were turned to minuscule specks of sand. The flash of the explosion was so great that everyone nearly went blind as if it were a Solar Flare.
The winds blew ferociously as trees were uprooted and turned to ash...
"Come on Yamcha give me something! Anything yet Orange?" Bulma and Orange were in low atmo, flipping some switches and hovering just above the ozone layer.
"Looks like there's a massive ball of some kind. Is that energy?"
"Wha-WAHAHHAHAHAHHHHAAAA!" A massive light lit up below them. A dome that shined as bright as a sun. Bulma desperately pulled up on the yoke, bringing the ship higher.
"Oh, Kami! Oh please don't let them die." Bulma looked down as the dome got bigger for several more seconds before it blinked white and black for several more moments before it let off a massive explosion.
"W-Wa-Was that your signal?" Orange asked timidly.
"IT BETTER NOT BE!" Bulma yelled more to herself than anything...
The sound was horrendous. For several seconds, the rock and the soil of the planet shifted. The entire planet felt as if it was in pain from the massive Spirit Bomb.
It was only after nearly 2 minutes that anyone could finally manage to squeak out.
"K-Kakarot could have used that anytime?" Vegeta was in complete shock at the amount of damage the Spirit Bomb had done.
"Heh heh heh...heh... Damn that Goku is something." Yamcha said, coughing as the last of the smoke started to finally disappear.
Piccolo threw a rock off of him, looking down as he saw Gohan had curled up to try to protect himself.
"I-Is it over?" the little boy asked.
"I don't know, kid." Piccolo was trying to feel for Frieza, but the Spirit Bomb must have residual energy left over, interfering with his senses. But that didn't change the fact that he felt 3 powers still heading toward them.
"Damn!" Shepard dropped down next to the others, Raditz and Goku following. Gohan flew up and hugged his Dad.
"Heh heh heh heya Gohan!" Goku bent down and smelled his son's hair. He too could sense the malicious powers not too far away now. He just wanted to feel his son one more time.
"You need to get out of here son," Goku said.
"B-But-"
"Our fight isn't over, Gohan. I promise I'll make it back to you. Heh heh heh man I'm whipped. Think you can heal me up one more time with that Hammer Shep?"
Shepard wasn't paying too much attention, for he was in the middle of an internal conversation.
"Don't give me that shit Marc!"
"I'm not trying to, dude. But I'm telling ya, Frieza is alive."
Shepard had a feeling that the Spirit Bomb Goku used was not as complete as the one he used in the show. Feeling out with his senses, he sensed Cooler and King Cold, but also someone else, someone who felt...
"Yes. Definitely a Saiyan. But their power is...stagnate. I can't describe it. Almost as if..."
"They're not using their energy." Shepard finished. He was starting to conclude that the Saiyan was here not of their own free will...
"Shep? Heya Shep?" Goku waved at Shepard who finally blinked and lightly tapped the BanHammer on Goku's chest, sending healing balms of energy.
"I can sense Bulma in space. She didn't leave." Piccolo stated, more surprised than anything.
"Of course not. She wouldn't just leave us. She's just as much a part of this group as the rest of us." Yamcha defiantly stated, not flinching in the least.
"I didn't see her take a beating from Frieza," Raditz said in confusion.
"Oh is that so? Then tell that blue-headed witch to get her ass down here and get us the hell off this miserable ball of mud NOW!" Vegeta was done with Namek. He was done. Namek had taught Vegeta a valuable lesson. He would rather live to hone that lesson so he was adamant on getting off the planet, even if Frieza still lived.
"That doesn't matter anymore," Piccolo said. He pointed to a cliff, where a hand pulled itself up to the top, followed by the evil Tyrant. He was injured enough that he had to struggle, but he made it to his feet. Glaring down with one good eye, he was livid.
"Y-Y-You will pay...M-Most dearly for this." Frieza clenched his fists, looking at every fighter.
"Gohan, get out of here now." Goku set Gohan down, but the boy was shaking his head.
"H-How the hell is he st-still alive?" Vegeta couldn't believe it. The damage that Frieza had taken was certainly expected, but with the kind of force that bomb of energy had generated, he expected Frieza to be crippled at worst.
"Oh, you thought that would kill me, Vegeta? Hmm? I'm done playing around with you all. You have been most entertaining, BUT NOW I'M GOING TO DESTROY YOU! But you, I will save for last." Frieza said, pointing to Vegeta.
Vegeta took a step back, getting into a defensive stance.
"I WILL END YOU FRIEZA! ONE WAY OR ANOTHER TODAY YOU DIE!"
Vegeta's aura blew the rocks away. He knew as he stood he didn't have a shot in hell. But if he could somehow tap into that power from before...
"Listen to Kakarot, brat. This isn't a training session anymore. He's playing for keeps." Raditz said to Gohan, also getting into a stance.
"I gotta say. If I'm gonna die again, it was nice knowing you guys." Krillin was terrified, but he could not live with the guilt of not finishing this fight alongside his best friends!
"Can't say I share your enthusiasm Krillin, but I'm down to give this guy another Wolf Fang Fist." Yamcha hit his fists together, bolstering his fear with courage.
"Boy, listen to me. And listen carefully. When we attack Frieza, you need to leave. Survive. Get up in the sky and give some kind of signal to Bulma to get you out of here."
"I'm not going to just leave you!" Gohan was starting to tear up. He didn't want to abandon his friends, his teacher, and his father.
"No! I wanna fight!"
"This isn't a discussion, Gohan." Gohan froze at the serious tone his Dad was taking.
"Your Mother is home. Waiting for you." Goku turned back, winking at Gohan. "I'll see you soon, Gohan. When I get back home to Earth, we're gonna catch a nice big fish to bring home, right heh heh heh?" Goku was nervous, but couldn't dwell on it any further. Gohan started to cry, but Piccolo gave him a stern look, immediately making the boy's tears dry up.
"Ok, Dad. Please make it through this." Gohan barely had a chance to turn around when a Death Beam whizzed by his shoulder, hitting the ground.
Their time was up.
"Going somewhere, are we hm hm hm hm hm." The figure said from above where it was fired.
Frieza straightened immediately. This was impossible! He turned slowly, eyes widening as he looked in the air. Not a hundred feet behind him and slowly floating down came a figure he was very familiar with, but could not stand whatsoever. In his hand was a chain, which held another figure on the end of it wrapped in some kind of device made with energy.
"C-C-Cooler?"...
That bastard! Hehehehehe did any of you expect that turnaround? It looks like they're being helped out until the hammer just drops on them! King Cold and Cooler are both in the mix now! Do any of you think anyone is going to die next chapter? What will be the possible catalyst for a (maybe?) Super Saiyan transformation? What did you guys think of that chapter? I really had Shepard and Raditz both going all out there, but unfortunately, that and the Spirit Bomb just wasn't enough. What will it take? The next few chapters were emotionally investing for me, so I hope you will all appreciate the time and effort I've put in to make this work. And now, Power Levels!
Power Levels:
Vegeta: 3,300,000
False Super Saiyan: 82,500,000
Raditz: 3,400,000
Kaioken X20: 68,000,000
Shepard: 3,450,000
Kaioken X20: 69,000,000
Goku: 3,600,000
Kaioken X15: 54,000,000
Spirit Bomb: ?
Frieza: 60,000,000- 90,000,000 (50-75 Percent Max!)
King Cold: 100,000,000 (Plus!)
Cooler: 100,000,000 (Plus!)
Stranger: 5,000,000,000 (Internally laughs at how weak everyone is!) (Massively Suppressed!)
Until next time guys!! Next chapter, Chaos. Pure, raging Chaos!