CHAPTER FOUR
Battle of Namek
As Zukanna and the others flew toward Guru's hut, she quietly leaned over to Gohan. "You need to go get Dende and steal the Dragon Balls from Frieza's ship. We need those wishes," she urged, her voice low but intense.
Gohan nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. Without wasting another moment, he veered off in the opposite direction, determination in his eyes.
As Zukanna and the group approached the hut, a chilling sight met their eyes: Nail and Frieza were locked in combat high above. Zukanna's heart raced as she saw Frieza effortlessly toying with Nail, who was clearly injured and struggling to keep up.
"Let's go!" Zukanna shouted, her instincts kicking in. Without waiting for a response, she surged forward, propelled by righteous fury. She launched herself into the air and executed a spinning kick aimed directly at Frieza. The impact sent him spiraling away, momentarily disrupting his taunting demeanor.
Zukanna dove down to check on Nail, landing beside him with urgency. "Nail! Are you okay?" she asked, her voice trembling with concern. He lay on the ground, battered and bruised, struggling to catch his breath.
"I'm... I'm fine," he gasped, but the blood trickling from his mouth told a different story. "Zukanna, Guru... he's in bad shape. He might pass on at any moment," Nail warned, his voice strained but steady. Zukanna felt a wave of dread wash over her; they needed Guru's wisdom and strength to face Frieza and his forces.
"I hope Gohan gets to Dende soon," she murmured, glancing up at the sky where Frieza was recovering from her earlier attack. The tyrant's eyes narrowed, and a sinister grin crept across his face as he prepared to retaliate.
"Looks like we have company," Goku said, his fists clenched, ready for the fight. Zukanna felt the weight of the situation pressing down on her, but she refused to back down. They had to protect Guru and ensure the survival of their people.
"Let's finish this, together!" Zukanna declared, determination surging within her. She could feel her power, her purpose, this was their moment to stand against Frieza and save their home. The fight was far from over, and she would not let her mentor down.
As Frieza flew back toward the group, his cold, mocking laughter echoed through the air. His eyes swept over the Saiyans with disdain, and he sneered. "Ah, the little monkeys think they can stand up to me?" he taunted, his voice dripping with scorn.
When his gaze landed on Zukanna, his smirk widened with recognition. "Well, if it isn't the lost Saiyan princess herself," he said, his tone thick with sarcasm. "How touching. I always wondered if the so-called 'royalty' of the Saiyans would ever crawl out of hiding."
Zukanna held his gaze, her expression unwavering, refusing to let his words faze her. But Frieza wasn't done. His attention shifted to Vegeta, and a twisted gleam appeared in his eyes.
"And you, Vegeta… I still remember how you'd cry yourself to sleep every night over her," Frieza sneered. "It was honestly pathetic. I considered putting you out of your misery."
Zukanna knew this was a lie, an attempt to rattle them, but she watched as Vegeta's face twisted with fury, his fists clenched tightly at his sides. Frieza's cruel words struck a nerve, and Vegeta's anger boiled over, his pride wounded by the accusation of such vulnerability.
"That's not true, Frieza, and you know it!" Vegeta snarled, his voice trembling with rage.
Frieza's mocking laughter continued, echoing across the battlefield, his taunts driving Vegeta closer and closer to the breaking point. Finally, Vegeta couldn't take it anymore. With a roar of fury, he lunged toward Frieza, his fist aimed straight at him. Frieza reacted instantly, his tail whipping out to strike, but Vegeta had anticipated the move. He dodged to the side, avoiding the tail's swipe, and delivered a devastating punch straight into Frieza's gut.
Frieza's eyes widened in shock as the force of the blow sent him flying through the air. Vegeta wasted no time and followed, unleashing a relentless barrage of attacks. His fists and kicks pummeled Frieza, each hit fueled by years of pent-up anger and determination. Vegeta's power had grown immensely, and it showed, every blow he landed pushed Frieza further on the defensive, each impact creating shockwaves that shook the ground below.
Zukanna watched in awe as Vegeta kept up the assault, impressed by how far his strength had come since their last encounter. But beneath her admiration, a growing unease took root. She knew Frieza too well. This sudden turnaround seemed almost… too easy.
Beside her, Krillin was cheering wildly. "Go, Vegeta! Show him what Saiyans are made of!"
But Goku's brow furrowed as he observed the fight, his gaze flicking to Zukanna. "Doesn't this seem… strange to you?" he asked quietly. "Frieza's not one to be caught off guard for long."
Zukanna nodded, her gaze still on Vegeta and Frieza as they clashed high in the sky. "Yes… something doesn't feel right. Frieza's stronger than this. If he's holding back, it's for a reason."
As if in answer to their doubts, the sky above suddenly turned pitch black. The entire landscape was bathed in shadows, and an enormous figure began to materialize in the sky. Zukanna and the others looked up in shock as the Namekian dragon, Porunga, appeared in all his glory. His massive, powerful form towered over the landscape, his glowing red eyes staring down at the gathered warriors below.
Porunga had been summoned. Frieza's gaze snapped to the sky, and his expression twisted into pure fury as he saw Porunga towering above them. "No!" he screamed, his voice seething with rage. "My wish… stolen!" Without hesitation, he shot toward the dragon, desperate to claim his wish before it was too late.
But Vegeta intercepted him, blocking his path with a triumphant smirk. "Going somewhere, Frieza?" he sneered, clearly reveling in the moment. Frieza's eyes narrowed, taking in the confidence and newfound power radiating from the Saiyan prince. "How did you…?" he growled, barely concealing his shock. "How did a miserable monkey like you become so strong?"
Vegeta laughed, crossing his arms proudly. "I've finally done it, Frieza! I'm the Super Saiyan of legend—the one you've always feared!" He basked in the power he'd achieved, a rare sense of victory brightening his eyes.
From below, Zukanna's voice cut through the tension. "Vegeta, stop wasting time and finish him! Don't give him a chance!"
But Vegeta was too lost in his own glory, the thrill of finally surpassing Frieza clouding his judgment. He continued to boast, unaware that his arrogance was creating an opening. Frieza's expression darkened, and a cruel smile spread across his face.
Seizing the moment, Frieza began to transform. His muscles swelled, his frame grew larger, and his power surged, filling the air with a terrifying intensity. Vegeta's smirk faded as Frieza's monstrous second form took shape, his power skyrocketing far beyond what it had been moments before.
Zukanna and Goku tensed, feeling the dangerous rise in Frieza's strength. Vegeta's face betrayed a flicker of doubt as he realized he'd made a fatal error. The battle had just escalated, and Frieza was now more powerful than ever.
The battlefield had shifted dramatically. Where moments before Vegeta had the upper hand, he was now struggling, outclassed by Frieza's monstrous second form. Frieza's attacks came faster, each one landing with brutal precision, sending Vegeta staggering back under the relentless onslaught. The pride and confidence in Vegeta's eyes had dimmed, replaced by frustration and anger as he fought to hold his ground.
Zukanna and Goku exchanged a tense glance, ready to jump in. But before they could make a move, Vegeta shouted, his voice ragged yet defiant, "Stay out of this! I don't need your help! This… this is what I need to push past my limits!"
Despite his words, it was clear he was struggling, each clash with Frieza driving him closer to his breaking point. Zukanna's fists tightened as she held back, respecting Vegeta's determination but growing increasingly concerned.
Suddenly, a figure appeared from the sky, landing beside them with a calm but powerful presence. Zukanna turned, eyes narrowing as she took in the unfamiliar Namekian, whose quiet intensity radiated strength and purpose. Goku and Krillin's faces lit up with surprise and relief.
"Piccolo!" Krillin called; his voice tinged with hope. Zukanna glanced at him in confusion, and Goku quickly explained, "He's a friend of ours, and one of Earth's strongest fighters." Without a word, Piccolo walked over to Nail, who was severely injured nearby. They exchanged a solemn look before speaking quietly, their voices low but resolute. After a brief exchange, Piccolo nodded. A green aura enveloped him as he and Nail began the fusion process, their powers merging in a brilliant flash.
As the fusion completed, Piccolo's energy surged, radiating with a strength Zukanna hadn't felt from a Namekian before. He turned back to the battlefield with newfound determination, his eyes set firmly on Frieza. The balance of power was shifting once more, and with Piccolo's increased strength, the tide of this battle might yet turn in their favor.
As Porunga vanished from the sky, Zukanna's heart sank. The darkened heavens returned to normal, but the absence of the dragon meant only one thing, Guru, the wise and compassionate elder, had passed on. Her hopes of seeing the Namekian people's wishes come true had faded, and the weight of that loss settled heavily on her.
Frieza, however, was anything but mournful. His eyes burned with rage as he snarled, "You wretched monkeys! If I can't have my wish, then I'll destroy this whole planet instead!" He lashed out, kicking Vegeta with a force that sent him hurtling into a cliff, embedding him deep into the rock with a painful crash.
Without hesitation, Frieza transformed again, bypassing his third form and entering his final, most lethal form. Though he now appeared smaller and sleeker, the raw power emanating from him was undeniable, sending waves of tension through the battlefield. Before they could react, Frieza blitzed Piccolo, unleashing a brutal five-punch combination that left the Namekian breathless, followed by a spinning kick that sent him tumbling across the rocky terrain.
"This is only fifty percent of my true strength," Frieza declared, his voice cold and calm. The message was clear: they were in grave danger.
Goku and Zukanna exchanged a grim look. They both understood that anything less than their full power would be useless here. Goku took a deep breath, bracing himself as he powered up, shouting to the sky, "Kaio-Ken… times ten!" A fiery red aura exploded around him, amplifying his energy and determination, though he knew the toll it would take on his body.
Zukanna drew upon an untamed power within herself, a technique she had unearthed during her training with Nail. Feeling the primal energy surge through her tail, she allowed it to take form, her black hair spiking upward and her normally violet eyes glowing a fierce gold. A wild, green aura enveloped her, her entire being radiating power as she activated her "Wrathful Saiyan" form, a state only recently discovered and not yet fully mastered.
With their combined power, Zukanna and Goku launched their assault on Frieza. They moved in unison, their strikes swift and calculated, unleashing an array of punches, kicks, and energy blasts. But Frieza's skill was unparalleled. Despite their furious attacks, he effortlessly blocked and dodged, retaliating with blinding speed, each move precise and devastating.
Piccolo attempted to join the fray, but even his enhanced power was no match for Frieza's overwhelming strength. Every attempt they made, Frieza countered, deflecting their attacks with a terrifying ease. The three warriors fought valiantly, each giving their all, yet Frieza remained untouchable, a force of destruction that seemed impossible to stop.
The battle raged on, but the odds were stacked against them.
Gohan and Dende arrived on the battlefield just in time to witness the fierce struggle unfolding before them. Frieza was locked in a three-on-one fight with Goku, Piccolo, and Zukanna, but even their combined strength was barely making a dent. Frieza's final form was far beyond anything they had faced before, his movements calculated and ruthless, each blow landing with devastating accuracy.
Seeing the dire situation, Dende quickly ran over to Vegeta, who lay injured and unconscious against the rocks. Without wasting a moment, Dende placed his hands on Vegeta and used his healing powers, restoring the Saiyan Prince's energy and closing his wounds.
Just then, Zukanna took a brutal hit from Frieza—a bone-crushing blow that left her arm shattered and her ribs cracked. She staggered, gasping for breath, but before she could regain her footing, Frieza unleashed a Death Beam, the piercing energy striking her right in the chest. The force of the blast sent her hurtling backward, her body crumpling as she fell to the ground, unconscious.
Vegeta, now rejuvenated and stronger than ever, let out a fierce battle cry and launched himself back into the fray. He charged Frieza with newfound strength and fury, delivering a powerful barrage of attacks. But even with his enhanced abilities, Frieza maintained the upper hand, countering Vegeta's strikes with brutal efficiency, his superiority painfully clear as he pummeled his opponents.
Meanwhile, Dende rushed over to Zukanna, placing his hands over her wounds and healing her. Slowly, her eyes opened, and she took a sharp breath, feeling her strength returning. Nearby, Gohan noticed something glinting in the dust—the Advanced Scouter Zukanna had been wearing, which had fallen during the battle. Picking it up, he activated it, curious to gauge Zukanna's power.
The scouter hummed, reading Zukanna's energy level at a staggering 8,500,000, an incredible power in itself. But then, with a determined look, Zukanna activated her Wrathful Saiyan form, drawing upon the untamed strength she had unleashed earlier. Her green aura flared wildly around her, and as her power spiked, the scouter's display overloaded, crackling with energy before exploding on Gohan's head.
Zukanna, now fully restored and pulsing with even greater power, stood tall, her gaze set firmly on Frieza. Her energy surged through the battlefield, a testament to her Saiyan resilience and determination. This time, she was ready to give it everything she had.
As Zukanna and Frieza exchanged blows, Frieza smirked, a cruel glint in his eye. "I must commend you, Saiyan Princess. You're a worthy opponent, perhaps the finest of your kind. But just so you know, I'm only using seventy percent of my energy," he sneered, his voice dripping with contempt. "You'll be the first and last Saiyan to push me to my full power."
With that, he unleashed another surge of energy, his muscles swelling to a grotesque size, his body radiating sheer brute force. Zukanna glanced back to see Dende finishing Goku's healing. She locked eyes with Goku, signaling him to gain altitude. Goku nodded, ascending high above the battlefield, recognizing that she was buying him a precious moment to prepare his most powerful attack.
Steeling herself, Zukanna lunged at Frieza. But this time, his speed and strength had increased to terrifying levels. Frieza sidestepped her attacks with ease, moving with a deadly grace before countering with a series of devastating hits. His punches and kicks landed with a force that left her gasping for air, each blow digging deeper into her, sapping her strength. She managed to dodge a few strikes, but the majority hit their mark, leaving her staggering.
A moment later, Vegeta and Piccolo, now fully healed, rejoined the fray, throwing themselves at Frieza to level the playing field. Their combined attacks momentarily turned the tide, forcing Frieza to focus on all three of them. Annoyed by the interruption, Frieza's eyes darted over the battlefield, seeking out the source of his opponents' healing. His gaze locked onto Dende, who was still crouched nearby. Without hesitation, he pointed a single finger at the young healer.
"Your tricks end now," Frieza hissed, unleashing a Death Beam that pierced Dende's chest. The healer fell to the ground, lifeless.
Gohan's eyes widened in horror and fury. His energy spiked as his aura flared a brilliant white, fueled by rage. With a shout, he charged at Frieza, landing a devastating five-punch and kick combination that caught Frieza off guard, each blow landing with raw, fierce power. Dazed by the unexpected assault, Frieza barely registered Gohan's shout of "Masenko!" before the boy fired a powerful energy blast directly at him.
Frieza managed to deflect the Masenko, only to be blindsided by a Destructo Disc from Krillin, who had snuck into position unnoticed. The disc sliced cleanly through Frieza's tail, severing it. Frieza's rage erupted, his face contorting in fury as he roared, grabbing Gohan with a vicious punch that sent the boy flying, leaving him unconscious.
With Gohan down, Frieza turned his murderous gaze toward Krillin, but Zukanna, Vegeta, and Piccolo quickly intercepted him, refusing to let him reach their friend. Their combined attacks forced Frieza to stay focused, buying precious moments for Goku, who was now charging his ultimate move high above, his energy gathering as he prepared to strike. The fight was far from over, and now every move, every second counted in their desperate battle to survive.
The battle against Frieza raged on, but it became increasingly clear that the tides were turning. Zukanna and her allies fought valiantly, but Frieza's relentless power began to wear them down.
Vegeta, fueled by rage and determination, charged in with all his might, throwing everything he had at Frieza. But in a swift and deceptive move, Frieza executed a front flip, using his leg to slam down on Vegeta with incredible force. The impact was catastrophic, sending Vegeta plummeting to the ground and creating a mini crater upon his landing. The dust settled, and Vegeta lay motionless, unconscious.
Piccolo rushed in next, determined to avenge his fallen comrade. He aimed a roundhouse kick at Frieza, but Frieza sidestepped with a flick of his wrist, anticipating the move. In one fluid motion, he unleashed a barrage of Death Beams, which struck Piccolo's arms, leaving them riddled with holes, resembling Swiss cheese. Piccolo staggered back, pain coursing through him, as he tried to recover from the assault.
Now it was just Zukanna left standing, and she felt the weight of their losses pressing down on her. Frieza's laugh echoed in the air, taunting her as he advanced. But instead of succumbing to despair, Zukanna shifted her approach. Drawing upon her training and instincts, she began to fight strategically, using unorthodox methods to evade Frieza's onslaught.
She ducked and rolled, employing feints to confuse him, darting around the battlefield with agility. Zukanna utilized the terrain to her advantage, dodging behind rocks and launching surprise attacks whenever Frieza let his guard down. She unleashed energy blasts in quick succession, trying to keep him off-balance while searching for an opening.
"You're clever, I'll give you that," Frieza sneered, growing more frustrated with each of her evasions. "But you cannot outsmart the mighty Frieza!"
But Zukanna didn't waver. She knew that every second she bought was a chance for Goku to gather enough energy for his ultimate attack. With each close call, she felt her own energy rising, spurred on by the determination to protect her friends and avenge them.
As the battle raged, Zukanna's heart raced. She had to keep Frieza occupied, to draw him in and wait for that perfect moment when Goku would strike. She could feel the tension in the air, knowing that they had to make every moment count. Frieza may have had the upper hand, but Zukanna was not about to give up.
Zukanna struggled to stay on her feet, her energy nearly spent, as Frieza continued his assault. Just when she thought she couldn't last any longer, a powerful roar split the air. Zukanna looked up to see Goku, his expression resolute, hurling a massive, glowing ball of energy straight toward Frieza. Frieza noticed too late; he attempted to brace himself, but the sheer force of Goku's attack overwhelmed him. He let out a blood-curdling scream as the energy engulfed him, vanishing within the blinding light of the explosion.
Zukanna and the remaining Z Fighters gathered around Dende's fallen form, breathing sighs of relief as Krillin congratulated Goku. It seemed their battle was over. But just as hope filled the air, Zukanna felt a sharp, familiar energy—the chilling presence of Frieza. Before she could react, a piercing Death Beam struck her in the chest, sending waves of pain through her body. Frieza, still injured but alive, sneered as he unleashed his vengeance.
In one swift move, Frieza fired another Death Beam, striking Piccolo. Zukanna watched in horror as Frieza used his telekinesis to lift and crush Gohan, killing him. She was frozen, trapped in a nightmare as her mind flashed back to the destruction of Planet Vegeta, her friends and family annihilated, the horror replaying before her eyes. Rage surged through her veins, hotter than she had ever felt, but her body was too weak, and her vision blurred as she struggled to stay conscious.
But Goku's reaction snapped her back to reality. She looked over to see him trembling, his fists clenched so tightly they shook, his eyes fixed on Frieza with a cold fury. His energy surged, rising faster than she'd ever seen. His aura crackled, glowing a vibrant gold, his black hair flickering between its natural color and a shimmering golden hue. Lightning danced around him, energy rippling as he glared at Frieza with a look of unyielding wrath.
Vegeta, watching in awe and envy, whispered in disbelief, "The Super Saiyan…"
Frieza's smirk faltered as he noticed Goku's transformation. He started to laugh, but the sound was cut short as Goku roared, his voice reaching the heavens, a primal fury filling the air. Energy exploded outward, shaking the ground as a blinding flash of golden light enveloped him. When it cleared, Goku stood transformed, his hair now a brilliant gold, his eyes a piercing teal, and his aura blazing like fire. This was the legendary transformation, a Super Saiyan born from the depths of pure rage and unbreakable will.
Goku fixed his gaze on Frieza, his voice cold and steady. "You're going to pay for what you did."
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