The Slayer stared up at the alien who sat on their hover pod floating above him.
He looked strangely female, with deep colored lips and slanted eyes. Two horns protruded from his skull which was bald. Mostly he was light pink, with purple areas as well, and the Slayer could see a snake-like tail lolling out the side of his hovering throne.
Frieza smirked down at him as he spoke.
"I hope you're satisfied, truly; you have successfully wiped out half of my well loyal troops with effortless ease."
The Slayer stared at him blankly.
Every Saiyan including Bardock's friends, and Gine looked up at Frieza in fear. There had always been a sense of dread whenever his presence was brought up. It wasn't anything new, really. The fact was, everyone feared Frieza with varying degrees of success. Some less so than others; like Bardock. Bardock was never afraid of Frieza; he never had been since the very beginning of his training. That wasn't to say that he didn't know how dangerous Frieza was; it was just that, after everything he went through, he had learned that there was no point in fear.
Fear only causes you to make mistakes. Fear made it hard to focus on your goal, and fear kept you weak. Fear killed you. And that, he decided early in his life, is not something he wanted to be. Not anymore. Never again will he ever let fear control him.
Frieza's smirk turned dark as he looked at what remained of his troops. "Heh, and what has become of the Ginyu Force I wonder?" His gaze returned to the Slayer, who continued to maintain eye contact with him calmly. "Did you really do away with them all?"
The Slayer didn't answer. He merely stares at him, as Frieza continues staring back at him, unblinking as he observes his every move.
"Heh, heh. Sadly stranger, I'm afraid this won't do; indulge me, you and those monkeys said your goodbyes, yes?" He paused for a moment as his gaze glanced at the corpse of Zarbon, which was headless. The Slayer didn't even bother to acknowledge the sight of dead bodies scattered across the battlefield. "Oh, to see Zarbon like that almost makes me feel sorry for him. But it doesn't matter, it saved me the trouble of entering a lion's den heh, heh, heh, heh." Frieza smiled slyly at the sight. "I must admit my friend. After what I've witnessed, I'm impressed. You are quite a strong fellow. You would've been the strongest of the universe if only I wasn't around."
Again, the Slayer didn't respond, merely kept his gaze fixed on him and his hands clenched into fists. If possible, he was feeling more anger towards him by the minute.
Frieza took notice of this silent treatment, and chuckled. "Hmmm…. So rude, aren't we? You should learn some manners." His grin widened, raising one finger, aiming it at the warrior. A lavender beam shot out in front of it. In that instant, the Slayer was hit full in the face.
Everyone but the Slayer gasped when said beam hit its mark. But to Frieza and every Saiyan's shock it did nothing; instead, the beam simply dissipated harmlessly into thin air.
Frieza pulled his finger away, and stared incredulously at the Slayer. He blinked a few times and tried once again to shoot the beam at him. Nothing. He shot two beams, but this still didn't affect him either.
He growled in irritation. He adds ten beams, nothing. Another ten attempts and no avail. He glared hatefully at the Slayer, who continued staring back at him without a single change of emotion on his face.
He sat up out of his hover pod. Descending gently towards the warrior and landed five meters away. "Don't get this into your head. You maybe strong, that is certain, but not nearly as strong as me. Your power has served you well in killing my best men but that ends here; I will make you rue the day you crossed my path and make you embrace oblivion."
The Slayer remains motionless.
"Hmph." Frieza slightly crouches into a battle stance, preparing himself for an attack. "So be it."
Frieza was the first to strike. He launched forward, swinging his fist to uppercut Slayer, but he was fast. He dodged to the side and slammed a punch at Frieza in return, his fist connecting with Frieza's ribs sending him skidding back to another spot a few feet away. Frieza grunted as he tried to right himself. Then he came charging back at him again.
Once again the Slayer dodged to the side and sent a flying kick directly into Frieza's face. The impact knocked Frieza back and caused him to fly further, hitting his head on a nearby wall sending bright sparks shooting through the space he occupied.
He was quick to recover however. Frieza jumped up again, his speed doubled that what it was before.
Frieza's punch landed this time. Making contact with the Slayer's arm that guarded him. The power of said punch caused wind to explode outwards, knocking everyone in range into the sky, the force of the blast blew the surrounding towers apart sending concrete and other debris crashing to the ground.
Bardock looked down, seeing the Slayer still standing completely unfazed. His arm still up whilst glaring back at the emperor.
Frieza doubled his speed again. This time throwing barrages of punches directly at the Slayer, who blocked them easily each time with his arm blocking.
"Whoa," breathed Torah.
"Alright! Look at him go!" Shugesh cried.
"This is incredible. He's blocking every one of Frieza's punches." A Male Saiyan added.
Another male Saiyan chimed. "He isn't even sweating. Are you guys sure he isn't a Saiyan?"
The Slayer continued blocking each and every strike from Frieza, his expression unchanging as the blows came. The punches eventually became heavier and heavier but the Slayer didn't flinch a muscle. He held himself perfectly still. Frieza suddenly stopped punching as he noticed this.
Frieza jumped back, distancing himself from the Slayer.
"Hmm, so much power to be contained inside such frail bones." Frieza smirked. "Still, this is nothing compared to the power I possess! Care to know a little secret, stranger?"
No response.
"It seems even a warrior of your stature can't hear a thing I'm saying now can't they? Ha!" He laughs. "Then I will just take it upon myself to tell you. This form you see before you, isn't even my final form."
Bardock's eyes widened, while everyone else gasped in shock and horror. Much to Frieza's delight. "Let me demonstrate.."
The ground began to shake.
Frieza clenched his fists and tightened his muscles, tail curling, arms bent in close to his body. He began to let out a powerful cry, growing louder and louder. The armor around his torso shatters to reveal a not-so-different bare chest beneath. His body took on a purple hue, and slowly, he began to grow. His legs widened and lengthened, his arms stretching down, his torso beefing up, his horns curving up at the tips to resemble bull horns instead of just spikes. His face grew more human-like, however it kept the purplish pink color.
Frieza went from being a three foot tall little monster into a eight foot tall beast, his muscles bulging, his thick, powerful tail lashing. But what was the most surprising was his power. It had doubled.
"What's wrong?" Frieza's voice was much deeper now as he smirked at the crowd of Saiyans with purple lips, "Surprising is it not? I'll have you know, I have two more transformations after this."
"Two more?" breathed Bardock.
"Please no.." Whispered Gine.
Frieza turned back to the Slayer. Expecting to see horror and fear on his face, maybe even his body shaking uncontrollably. To his surprise though, there were none of these emotions. Instead, he saw pure anger, fury and hatred radiating from the armored warrior's eyes.
What is this? Frieza thought to himself. He had expected fear, panic, or at least some kind of shock and disbelief but this….. This was something unexpected. Even after doubling his power in this transformation he still couldn't read the warrior, nor find any reaction whatsoever. What's going on?
Once again, Frieza was the first to strike. Washing over the Slayer with even heavier barrages of attacks, hoping to find the same reaction in the Slayer again. But he did no such luck, the man kept on parrying each and every one of them with ease.
"How can you still stand there?!" The emperor roared. "Why am I not damaging you?!" Frieza yelled at the warrior. "Why won't you just perish?!"
Each blow Frieza inflicted onto him, the Slayer took with grace, but with every blow Frieza managed to land, the warrior's expression never changed, never showing any hint of pain. Just rage and anger. Frieza grit his teeth, this was frustrating; it was almost like he's fighting against an invisible shield, which was indeed what this was. There was never a single time where he faced an opponent that could take great amounts of damage and still walk unscathed. Not even for a second.
The emperor was fuming in frustration. It wasn't enough to defeat the man before him. If anything, he might just as well have been trying to defeat a boulder!
Very well then, Frieza thought to himself. Perhaps he'll do better with a different plan. "Fine, if you are too stubborn to die… You shall see how I use this." He grinned deviously letting out a powerful cry, and a purple aura surrounded him.
Bardock felt the entire planet begin to shake, even up in the air as he was. His eyes widened and he looked toward Frieza, but the alien had been consumed by the purple light. He couldn't make anything out.
"What the hell is going on here?!"
Bardock, Gine, and the Saiyans turned their attention to a familiar figure.
Flying towards them was Planet Vegeta's ruler. King Vegeta.
"Your majesty!" One male Saiyan called out.
Before King Vegeta could demand answers, a blinding light appeared before him, making everyone cover their eyes with both hands. When the light faded, all eyes returned to the two power houses.
Standing before the Slayer was a whole new Frieza.
His skin was now white with deep purple rounded sections on each shoulder and in the center of his chest. His head was round, and his face strangely beautiful, more feminine than ever, the top of it violet and smooth. He was small once more, but not quite as small as his first form. His body was well toned, his tail twirling lazily behind him. He smiles slightly at the Slayer.
"I haven't used this form in such a very long time. Consider this a reward for angering me." Frieza smirks at his audience.
Bardock had seen his fair share of opponents' power rising in his life. Many were impressive, some not so much, but he knew when someone was using their full potential. Frieza was certainly one of those people. He hadn't experienced such potent fear in his entire life. He gaped at the alien tyrant that stood before the Slayer. His muscles begin to tremble.
Bardock wasn't alone. Gine, his friends, King Vegeta, and every Saiyan present had paled. They all knew how monstrous Frieza's power was, but to witness it right now, well it was terrifying to say the least. And to think Frieza had been hiding such power from them all along… How could anyone hope to defeat such a foe?
Everyone's eyes darted to the Slayer who was staring straight forward, as he waited for Frieza to continue attacking. His eyes showed no signs of fear or uncertainty. No change of expression whatsoever.
A sense of hope filled the hearts of every Saiyan there, even Bardock. Despite Frieza's power had increased monstrously, the armored warrior stood firm and ready, waiting patiently for Frieza to strike. No hint of any fear was visible either. All they could see was an intense look of determination. So intense it was almost intimidating to behold. But at the same time, they found themselves mesmerized by the scene before them. They could see the strength and resolve that he clearly possessed. They couldn't help but feel admiration for the other warrior.
Suddenly, Frieza's hand snapped up, pointing out toward them. Gine barely had time to blink before a thin red beam shot out of it.
The crowd gasped at the speed of the attack. Gine covered her mouth as the blast hit him square in the visor. The blast instantly dissipated into thin wisps of smoke that floated off his body. The Slayer was unharmed.
"What..?" Frieza mumbled in bewilderment, as he lowered his arm. The Slayer didn't react. He remained motionless as he stared at Frieza.
In the work of an instant, the Slayer slams one boot into the ground creating a small crater, which is quickly followed by lunging forward with incredible speed. Reaching towards Frieza his right hand bawled together forming a fist, and he brought it crashing down toward Frieza's head, his fist only inches from the emperor's face. The impact caused the emperor's head to explode. Purple blood splattered outward through the air, landing heavily upon the ground.
The emperor's body went limp from the force of the blow, falling lifelessly down onto the ground.
Frieza, the emperor of the universe… was dead; and only the Slayer stood victorious.
A/N: Hey, it's me Goku! Wow! I guess the battle was over before it began, huh. Frieza didn't even stood a chance against him, just makes me wonder how strong he really is, you know? Oh wow, everyone's seeing him as a hero now. I wonder where this will lead into future? Wait, is that someone screaming?
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CHAPTER 4: A VOICE CRIES FOR HELP!
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