The Three Legendary Saiyans
Chapter 41: Frost's Revenge
Master Roshi.
Master Roshi felt this age; the joints in his knees and elbows creaked as he lowered in preparation for his imminent fight with Frost; he had been witness to his dishonourable bouts against both Goku and Piccolo and considered Frost to be in desperate need of a lesson.
Frost's ruby eyes leered menacingly at Master Roshi; the sly smile across his pale lips giving none of his evil intentions away, "C'mon old man… show me your best move".
Master Roshi's creased brow creased even further; amongst all the techniques he's painstakingly acquired over the many decades of martial arts training there was only one that would allow him to defeat a foe like Frost in a single shot.
Before Master Roshi could act on his thought process; Frost lunged forward with punches and kicks, Master Roshi had seen these patterns of attack countless times across his long life and could dodge on instinct; easily shifting in-between every one of Frost's punches, kicks and ducking under a tail swipe until slamming Frost in the gut with a double palm thrust.
Frost coughed as Master Roshi's palms collided with his stomach with enough force to send him crashing into the floor; grimacing with frustration that quickly turned to hate for his face being buried into the floor yet again, first by Raijin, second by Hit before the Tournament began and now by an old man that should be nothing more than a pushover.
"Why? Why do I keep losing to your people from Universe 7?!" Frost shouted; slamming his fists on the floor in frustration while his head was bowed down, a sickeningly sly smile spread on his lips in hopes that Master Roshi might let his guard down.
"Because you are a wretch with no honour; jump off the arena and think about your path in life" Master Roshi spoke with such wisdom in his voice that he turned his back of Frost and began to walk away.
Frost lifted his head; a menacing gleam in his ruby eyes as his façade had come to fruition, thrust out one hand as a dark red ring of energy formed for a high-powered blast.
"You insolent pup! Evil Containment!" Master Roshi turned on the spot upon sensing Frost's attack with such speed that it forced Beerus and Whis to widen their eyes; a tiny clay pot dropped from his hands upon outstretching his arms and the violent green vortex burst into life in a direct path for Frost.
In the face of the green vortex hurling towards Frost's body; Frost could only smile a wide yet sinister smile, "So its done like this!" Frost roared; raising both his arms in an exact copy of Master Roshi's stance, the green vortex suddenly twisting and coiling around Frost instead of pulling him in.
Master Roshi stood awestruck at Frost's feat of countering and seizing control of his own technique; his arms lowering as repelling the Evil Containment Wave was something that had only ever been attempted but never succeeded.
"Hehe; I win old man… time to put you out to pasture!" Frost gloated; his arms outstretched as Roshi's own technique threatened to engulf and seal him away.
"Roshi! Get down!" screamed a voice; Raijin came bursting out in his Super Saiyan Form from the side of a broken tile and shoulder charging Roshi to the floor just moments before the green vortex engulfed the elderly master.
Master Roshi couldn't help but stare in shock as Raijin had appeared and knocked him down to save him from being sealed away in the tiny ceramic jar at his feet, with eyes widening behind his sunglasses as the green vortex pulled Raijin into its flow and dropped into the jar within the blink of an eye.
"I can't believe it! I stole your move and defeating that loathsome monkey of a Saiyan in one fell swoop! This is truly a glorious day!" Frost screamed in a shout of ecstasy; placing the lip back over the jar and picking it up, rolling the jar between his slender fingers and eyeing it like a trophy of war.
Master Roshi sank down to his knees; his elderly body shuddering in guilt for allowing his own technique to be turned against him and ultimately used to trap his own ally and teammate, a second ceramic jar rolling out from his pocket without Roshi noticing.
"What to do with this one… throw him over the side now or…" Frost spoke to himself; gleefully relishing the options of what to do with the tiny ceramic jar containing Raijin until a voice cut off his process of thought.
"Why don't you just shut up…" shouted the regal voice of The Saiyan Prince; Vegeta stood atop the very same fragment that Raijin had been hiding behind before his capture, Vegeta's arms crossed and his black eyes leering down at Frost.
Vegeta.
"I remember you… you defeated that fool Cabba and were utterly destroyed by Hit" Frost grinned maliciously; his ruby eyes spotting a second small ceramic jar by Roshi's crumpled form.
Vegeta gritted his teeth; disliking the reminder that he'd been crushed by an opponent that Goku had been able to stand up against thanks to his loss and was ultimately defeating by Raijin; two Saiyans that Vegeta considered to be beneath him in both standing and strength.
"I thought all Saiyans were supposed to be strong… but it appears that only Goku and Raijin have any strength to bring forward; you on the other hand… do not measure up!"
Vegeta's throbbing veins burst into a blazing golden flame as his anger reached a boiling point; bursting from the top of the Kachi Kachin fragment into a downward decent on top of Frost with his hands together for a vicious doublehanded hammer fist.
Frost grinned even wider as Vegeta had taken his bait; thrusting out both arms in an identical manner to Master Roshi, "Evil Containment!".
Master Roshi sat in shock as Frost figured out the use of The Evil Containment Wave after only a single demonstration and near-impossible reflection; the green vortex of wind whipped up out of nowhere until catching and enveloped Vegeta in mid-air, forcing Vegeta into the powerful current of wind until falling into the ceramic jar by Roshi's knees.
Only the roaring sound of Vegeta's voice remained in the air as Frost picked up the jar and sealed it with an lid; smirking menacingly with pride in himself for defeating and sealing both Raijin and Vegeta, "Don't worry old man… you'll see them again up in the spectator seats!" Frost spoke down to Roshi just before kicking the old man in the face and sending the elderly master to the floor.
"You've done well… I never expected you'd do away with two of those filthy monkeys" spoke a voice from the shadows; only a pair of blood-red eyes glared out from the shadows, a pure white tail slithered as a three-toed foot emerged in front of Master Roshi's barely-open eyes.
Frieza.
"My thanks Lord Frieza; I must say it's a pleasure to meet and work alongside you" Frost gave a bow; bowing deep before his Seventh Universe counterpart, the two jars held firmly between his fingers.
Frieza eyed the two jars with a clear keen interest; his blood-red eyes glaring down at Master Roshi's crumpled form with an eye full of sick satisfaction.
"What shall I do with the old man? Torture him? Seal him up like his monkey friends?!" Frost felt extremely eager to do away with
"No; not yet… there is still something for you to learn before going after the other members of my team as well as your own" Frieza spoke with a sly voice; turning his focus solely onto Frost.
"I'd love to learn from you Lord Frieza" Frost's eyes widened in anticipation to the point that he almost forget he held the two jars in-between his fingers of his right hand; almost breaking them in his excitement.
Master Roshi's eyes flicked open; spotting that Frost was engulfed in interest for whatever Frieza was going in instruct him in but a golden opportunity had presented itself, Roshi stuck out his barely flexible index and ring fingers on his right hand; a tiny star-like energy sparkling into life while trying his darndest to aim for the two ceramic jars in Frost's right hand.
"You must use 100% of your power; and the easiest way to do so is… like so" Frieza clenched his fists as he spoke; his body bulking up by a tremendous degree, his every muscle in his body surging with strength and power as the mass of Frieza's body thickened with so much strength that his pure white body simply radiated power.
"Very impressive Lord Frieza… is it like so" Frost asked; mimicking Frieza's motions until he felt a powerful surge flowing through his every veins and blood cell, his every muscle expanding with the kind of strength he'd never known nor utilised in his life; the sensation of using his absolute maximum was a pleasure that Frost gleefully expressed through a wonderous smile and the near-rolling back of his eyes.
"Wonderful feeling isn't it… using this power for the first time always feels so pleasurable" Frieza spoke; his left hand curling and flexing the power flowing through every fibre of his being.
But before Frost could respond; two tiny energy shots passed him by without hitting his body in the slightest, turning a furious glare down to a smiling Master Roshi but before Frost could speak or attack; two booming green bursts of wind whipped up out of nowhere.
"However… using this form has long since become redundant" Frieza smirked; his eyes narrowing as Vegeta came back into solid form from out of the sudden gust of green wind, both Vegeta and Frieza both blasting Frost point-blank with energy blasts that sent Frost careening over the side of the arena.
"You! You! You lied to me! I'll kill you!" Frost screeched from the benches of the Observation Stands much to the displeasure of a leering Champa and Vados; both staring in horror at Frost rose to his feet and slung one leg over the side of the Observation Stands and about to leap back into the arena until a white flash blazed around Frost's body until not a trace of his existence remained.
Vegeta and Frieza merely watched with calm expressions as Frost attempted to jump back into the arena but vanished in a white flash; he'd been erased.
"Nobody may join the Tournament again once eliminated; take that as a warning" The Grand Priest spoke calmly but loudly so that everyone heard him; his cold eyes taking in an apologetic bow from Vados, Champa and Universe 6's Supreme Kai.
Vegeta turned and glared to Frieza while Frieza's body slimmed back down; a sly smile aimed solely at The Saiyan Prince, "Never help me again; your very presence here sickens one such as I!".
"Very well; oh such a high and mighty Prince" Frieza spoke; turning his back on Vegeta before vanishing on the spot.
Vegeta glared angrily at the spot where Frieza had stood; turning to stare down at Raijin of whom lay on the floor slowly recovering from intense dizziness, sneering at the misfortune to have been sealed up and nearly eliminated before walking away without a word spoke to Raijin.
Vegeta paused for a moment; turning his head slightly towards the spot where Master Roshi sat and speaking in a harshly cutting voice, "Before you get yourself killed old man… jump off the fucking side or make yourself more useful!".
Master Roshi said nothing in response to Vegeta's harsh words; pulling his old bones up into a sitting position while Vegeta left in a hurry to find another opponent and Raijin began to stir into awakening from his sealing.
Master Roshi and Raijin.
Raijin sat up with a jolt; gasping in breath like his lungs had been starved of oxygen, looking around himself only to find a kneeling Master Roshi by his side.
"What happened? Where's Frost?" Raijin looked around franticly; not finding Frost laying in the floor or up in the Observation Stands.
"Gone… Frieza eliminated him, and when he tried to jump back into the arena… The Zeno's erased him" Roshi spoke slowly; recounting what he'd just witnessed to Raijin though Vegeta had already left.
"Frieza?! And he was erased!" Raijin spluttered; shocked at what had transpired while he was sealed away.
"Yes; Frieza tricked Frost and knocked him off the side of the arena… it was an ingenious deception" Master Roshi some so slowly so that he tried to hide how impressed he was with Frieza's deceptive tactics.
"Roshi… if you feel like you're not up to continuing there is no shame in admitting that to yourself" Raijin rose to his feet; brushing dust off his gi but the stains remained.
"Silence you foolish brat! I may be an old man but there is still plenty of life left in these bones" Roshi shot Raijin with a glare from behind his sunglasses that Raijin felt an involuntary shudder run down his spine.
Raijin laughed at his own callousness; forgetting who he was talking to for a moment and bowing his head in apology, "You are right; my apologies Master Roshi".
Master Roshi gave a curt bow but turned his back on Raijin before walking away; the fact was that Raijin was in fact correct, Roshi was giving his all just to keep up with his teammates and challenging foes like Frost had left him all but drained of energy; having only enough strength left for maybe one more battle before he'd be forced to either submit defeat or eliminate himself.
"Raijin… thank you for protecting me" Master Roshi gave his own thanks; almost forgetting that Raijin was only sealed because of his own dependence of The Evil Containment Wave.
"Anytime you need me; I'll assist you" Raijin smiled back to the elderly master; vanishing as he too left at high speed, leaving Master Roshi to limp off in the opposite direction.
Frieza.
Frieza remained as stoic and calm as ever while he walked away; his eyes narrowing as Frost had been eliminated before having contributed to his master plan, though watching Frost be erased from existence had been a sight to behold; Frieza remained as unfeeling and uncaring for his counterpart just as little as he cared for his own Team.
Observation Stands.
The first ring in the column dropped; the echo ringing both through the air of The Null Realm and the floor of the arena signalling that the first few Takks had passed.
Beerus, Shin and Whis all breathed a sigh of relief that none of the members of Team Universe 7 had been eliminated though the signs of two members getting worn out were apparent.
The fighters sat in the stands all watched with silent interest in the battles still taking place as well as mentally praying for the survival of their Universe.
Krillin.
Krillin and Majora both paused as the echo of the pillar shuddered through the floor under their feet; having been fighting for several minutes with neither getting an upper hand of the other, the boom of the pillar sinking echoing under their feet and distracting Majora.
Krillin seized this opportunity and exploded into a furious red flame; the Kaio-ken multiplier giving him an explosive increase in strength, speed and energy that stunned Majora into opening his normally-closed eyes and revealing the misty-grey of his blind eyes; immediately grabbing hold of Krillin's gi upon impact with the tackle; the force of Krillin's tackle pushing Majora back until his heels hung precariously over the edge of the arena.
"Clever move… you are a wise fighter to exploit a momentary lapse in focus" Majora narrowed his blind eyes; though his misty eyes wee leering down on Krillin's exact position while Krillin clung onto Majora's flowing robe.
"Who said I was done!" Krillin spoke with a unmissably confident tone of voice; the blazing red flame of Kaio-ken igniting for a second time and gifting Krillin the strength needed to push Majora off the side the arena but with himself in tow.
Observation Stands.
The Grand Priest hovered over Krillin and Majora from his platform; watching as the pair fall and vanished into the murky depths, "Contestants Krillin from The Seventh Universe and Majora from The Fourth Universe have been eliminated… but their duel has been quite an equal showing of their abilities".
Beerus narrowed his wide yellow eyes as Krillin materialised on the bench where the God had been resting his feet, "You did better than I expected from you… little bald man".
Krillin bowed his head; he wished he'd been able to fight more and eliminate more opponents than he'd managed but Majora would have been challenging for any one of his teammates.
"Don't worry Krillin; you've done more than enough… now you can sit back and trust the rest to your team" Shin gave Krillin an encouraging pat on the back for his efforts; smiling widely in appreciation for his battle against the blind fighter.
Krillin looked over to the seating for The Fourth Universe's Team; spotting that Majora was being harshly berated by his yellow-furred mouse for a God of Destruction, but Majora glanced over towards Krillin and giving a respectful bow of his head.
Krillin smiled to his former opponent; returning his bow with one of his own.
Gohan and Piccolo.
Gohan and Piccolo grit their feet as the silvery orbs remained floating around them in such quantity that no path of escape revealed itself even to Piccolo's trained tactical eyes.
Piccolo shifted his feet just as another laser shot into the floor and ricocheted off the intricate tiles onto a floating orb before striking several more orbs before flying towards the back of Piccolo's head, Gohan immediately swiped at the laser and deflected it through an empty space where no orbs floated.
"Thank you Gohan" Piccolo spoke without even looking to Gohan; smirking as Gohan had not hesitated to defend his blind spot
"Watch each other's backs… first rule of fighting as a team" Gohan replied with a trusting smile; the years upon years of having Piccolo by his side had resulting in a resounding trust and unbreaking bond between the Human/Saiyan Hybrid and The Namekian.
Piccolo nodded; his eyes narrowing until spotting someone moving only a kilometre away, "I found our sniper".
"Go! I'll deflect any lasers coming your way" Gohan spoke calmly; his eyes flicking from orb to orb while keeping an eye out for any more lasers.
Piccolo nodded; crossing his arms with two sets of his index and middle fingers at his forehead, kicking off into a sprint towards the alarmed sniper.
The brick-red coloured lump of a fighter felt his eyes widen as Piccolo suddenly surged directly towards his position; panicking and leaping up to his feet and into a direct line of sight, opting to drop into a bow just as Piccolo came to a halt over him with a Special Beam Cannon charged in each hand.
"Please forgive me… I was only doing as my God of Destruction commanded!" Prum begged; cowering in fear while Piccolo and Gohan both loomed over his plump form.
"State your name! I'd prefer to know the name of my foes before defeating them" Piccolo shouted with a demanding voice; the sparkling electricity of his Special Beam Cannon radiating in each hand.
"Yes… you are very honourable… my name is Prum; but you are a fool" Prum smirked as he rose from his bow; his cheeks welling up before spitting out an orb that Gohan immediately batted away with a backhand strike, Prum's yellow eyes widened as Piccolo and Gohan merely smirked with confidence in light of Prum's last-ditch-effort to defeat them; the impact of Piccolo's beam struck hard in his gullet and catapulted him out of the arena into elimination with one singular blow.
17 and 18.
The twin Androids stood with narrowed away as the three maidens from The Second Universe stood atop one of the few solidly flat fragments of the arena's floor stared down at the duo; 18 stood with a slight sadness in her eyes after hearing that Krillin had been eliminated but did so by taking down a strong foe, a small comfort in her heart.
"Three against two… think we can handle them Sister?" 17 suggested; smirking to himself when being faced with a handicap.
"Would be a little easier if we had a third… or if 16 was still among us" 18 remarked; her pink tracksuit showing some small smudges of dirt and dust as a fabric tear in her right knee and right elbow.
"Then let's make sure to win for his memory" 17 smirked; an emotional look in his eyes showed that he secretly regretted not heeding 16's advice in fleeing Imperfect Cell's efforts to absorb them all those years ago.
"Agreed Brother" 18 gave a nod; feeling the spirit of Android 16 behind them as the battle against the trio of maidens was imminent.
Goku.
Goku neared the place where he could sense the powers of Jiren; his habit for seeking out the strongest of foes had drawn him to his place that he'd been heading for since the beginning of the Tournament, and now the opponent he was seeking was only feet away on the other side of the torn up floor of the arena.
But the trouble is that Jiren was guarded by the purple hare: Dyspo and the Pride Trooper Leader: Toppo.
Both of whom would be difficult opponents to fight alone and Goku knew that after having fought to a draw with Toppo in The Zeno Expo, his only option was to wait until an opportune moment to strike.
Next Chapter: The Three Maidens of Love.