Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Dragonball V: A World Both Familiar and Foreign ❯ Round 2: Vegeta… Super Saiyan!? ( Chapter 11 )

DragonBall V: A World Both Familiar and Foreign

Author's Note:

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Chapter 11: Round 2: Vegeta… Super Saiyan!?

Piccolo disappeared and reappeared behind Frieza, driving his elbow into the tyrant's shoulder. He was a little slow in following up the attack though and got an icy fist across his face. Piccolo grimaces and flicked away the drop of blood that etched it's way out and ran forward, his hands stiff and flat. He brought his hand down on Frieza's arm, surprising the evil alien who was expecting a body shot and followed it with a spinning elbow into the chest. Frieza latched onto both of the Namek's arms and pulled back, causing the green man to cry out in pain before he lifted his legs and rolled forward to drive his feet into Frieza's gut and free himself. He rolled back up into a fighting stance, slightly out of breath.

Frieza frowned and brushed the dirt off of his body from the fighting. "Well well… I didn't realize there were any Nameks with as much power as you. Why did my scouter not pick you up earlier?"

"I wasn't on the planet, that's why. That wish that you missed out on? You're looking at it." Piccolo taunted with an evil grin.

Frieza's eyes narrowed. "So you're the reason that I'm not immortal. A pity. I'll take great pleasure in grinding you into the ground until I feel better, though."

"Bring it on, you monster!" Piccolo shouted.

Frieza didn't reply with words, but actions as he moved forward and threw a punch at Piccolo's face. Piccolo barely moved his head to the side before burying his fist into Frieza's stomach. The icy tyrant had expected the move, however, and latched onto the arm and flipped him over on the ground and planted his foot into Piccolo's neck. "What a pity it didn't last longer. I'll just have to pop your head off, then. Say hello to your other little Namek friends in the afterlife!"

Vegeta was desperately trying to reach the senzu bean tucked away in his gi, but groaned as he found that he couldn't move his arms. His right arm was wrenched out of the socket and had a fracture just above the elbow and his left arm was shattered into four pieces. Vegeta's head dropped down, expecting it all to be over as he felt his life's blood draining from his numerous wounds. He saw Frieza's foot on the Namek's throat and knew that Piccolo would be dead in moments. Vegeta's mind drifted to Bulma and a great sadness washed over him for he knew that Frieza's next stop would be to destroy the Earth and everyone on it. He drifted off until he was barely conscious, waiting for death to wrap her arms around him.

Krillin, however, was already unconscious. He was moments away from his second death and nothing was going through his head except the dull ache of pain that was drifting away with every labored breath. Piccolo was not ready to die, however, and pulled himself as hard as he could to the left, coming up out from under Frieza's foot which slid down and cut into the Namek's neck. Piccolo stood up, gasping for air, and noticed that Frieza was still holding one of his arms since the tyrant had been holding onto it while squeezing down on his neck. Piccolo looked at the space where his arm use to be and growled in pain. He focused his thoughts on regenerating his limb and moments later a new arm popped out.

Frieza chuckled and tossed the useless arm away, surprised at the Namek's tenacity. "Well, I guess you're pretty determined to suffer some more. My, you're simply green with envy!"

Piccolo snorted. "No, I always look like this." With that statement, he took off his cape and turban, ridding himself of his weighted training clothes. He started glowing again as power radiated around him. "And I'm done with my warm up and am ready to take it to the next level!"

Frieza chuckled. "My, how naïve you are. Fine then, let's have some fun." Piccolo launched into a sudden offensive assault, punching and picking so far that Frieza was barely able to block or dodge the blows. Frieza frowned as he felt himself pushed to the limits of his abilities just to defend himself. 'How did this Namek get so strong suddenly!? He's almost as powerful as I am!'

Frieza fell for a feinted high left punch and grunted in pain when Piccolo's right fist buried itself into his stomach, nearly going straight through him. He followed it with a kick to the face that send the icy tyrant hurtling into the sky and then brought his hands up and then forward. "Masenko!" Piccolo shouted as a burst of energy exploded from his hands and collided with Frieza. As he was falling, Piccolo shot a stream of rapid fire ki blasts that each hit the evil alien as he plummeted to the ground. After he crashed, Piccolo started charging up another energy attack. As Frieza was standing, Piccolo shouted, "Makankosappo!" The energy beam lanced out and hit Frieza as he was still dazed, punching a hole through his shoulder.

Piccolo was breathing heavily as he had put a good deal of his energy into that attack. He approached slowly and saw that Frieza had not moved since being hit by the beam attack. Piccolo's hands came up for a finishing strike when Frieza's foot shot out and collided with his face. Piccolo was thrown back and clutched at his face, in a great deal of pain. Frieza paused to look down at the gaping bloody wound in his shoulder. "You actually hurt me, you damned green bastard!" Frieza shouted and ran forward to kick Piccolo in the stomach as the Namek was pulling himself up onto his hands and knees.

Piccolo used the momentum to flip and land on his feet and blasted forward and started attacking Frieza with everything he had. Frieza was losing, as he had lost the use of his right arm and his tail was still severed. Frieza knew he couldn't win in his current form, he had to transform into his final form to win. Desperately he threw a ki ball with his left hand that knocked the Namek back five or six meters before he rolled and landed face fist in the dirt. Piccolo stood up and laughed. "I barely felt…. that?" He watched in confusion as Frieza's body was glowing and changing.

Krillin was floating peacefully, approaching the afterlife that he was already familiar with. He knew his time was up when he felt death's cold hand pressed to his stomach. He felt his body grow warm and he was a bit confused. 'I don't remember this from the last time I died. Then again, I don't remember much of anything from that experience.' His eyes snapped open suddenly and he saw Dende smiling down at him. "Dende!? Oh! You healed me!" Krillin jumped up and embraced the Namek, laughing in joy.

Dende smiled at him and turned to look at Frieza. "He's changing again… into his final form. I'm scared, Krillin."

Krillin nodded. "Me too. I was no match even for his second form, let alone this one. Where's Vegeta?" He asked suddenly, before noticing the Saiyan prince bleeding and still a little over a meter away. "Oh no… is he… dead?"

Dende looked at him. "No, but he's pretty close."

Krillin scratched his head. "Why aren't you healing him, then?"

Dende shook his head. "No way! He still has evil in his heart! He's almost as bad as Frieza!"

Krillin frowned. "He's not the nicest guy in the world, but he has a better heart then you give him credit for. He just hides it. I don't think Piccolo and I can handle Frieza on our own, and Goku hasn't finished recovering yet."

Piccolo turned and Dende saw his face for the first time. "Nail!?"

Piccolo grinned. "Kind of, kid. I fused with Piccolo. Krillin is right, though. We need Vegeta. I don't like him either, but he's changed a lot since he was on Earth."

Dende sighed and nodded. "All right, I'll do it." He knelt down and placed his hands on Vegeta, his healing energy radiating around the Saiyan prince and making his wounds vanish.

Vegeta's eyes snapped open and he lifted himself up until he was sitting up. "What… what happened?"

Dende smiled at him. "I healed you."

Vegeta frowned and felt the urge to backhand the boy, but he refrained himself and tried to remind himself that it didn't hurt his pride to he healed by a boy, even though he still felt ashamed at needing it. He nodded in thanks and stood up. He watched Frieza for a moment. "He's changing again!? This one is his last one then… you actually beat his third form, greenie?"

Piccolo turned his gaze to Vegeta and scowled. "Yeah. I've been doing some training on King Kai's planet while waiting to be wished back to life. I've reached a new level. But I doubt it'll be enough for Frieza's full power." He looked at Dende. "Dende, I used up a lot of my power in that last battle. Mind giving me a recharge?"

Dende nodded and smiled up at Nail/Piccolo and held the older Namek's hand and the healing energy flowed into him, raising his ki level back to maximum. "There you go, Nail."

Piccolo nodded. "Call me Piccolo, though. I'm no longer the Nail you knew."

Dende nodded sadly and backed away, for it looked like Frieza's transformation was coming to an end. Vegeta was looking down at his hands and a smile spread across his face. 'I was close enough to death to have my power increased! This is amazing! I think I could even beat Frieza by myself!'

Frieza took a few steps forward, his body now sleek and massively powerful. He raised his fingers and a bolt of energy shot out. Most of them didn't even see the attack, except for Vegeta. He moved his head slightly to the left though the attack wasn't aimed at him. They all heard an explosion behind them and they turned to see Dende's body smoking and bloody. "What… what was that!?" Vegeta demanded, staring in shock at the dead Namek boy.

Piccolo clenched his hands in fury. "He saw Dende healing us so he took him out! You monster! I'll kill you if it's the last thing I do!" Piccolo shouted and attacked. Krillin joined him and they assaulted Frieza with everything they had, but Frieza dodged all of the attacks easily. Before Vegeta could warn them, Frieza retaliated and knocked Piccolo and Krillin back by nearly two decameters, half of which was spent rolling on the ground and crashing through boulders. Vegeta snarled and launched into an attack, his moves Frieza didn't dodge quite as easily. Frieza didn't look worried though. "You bastard! You don't get it, do you!? I'm no longer a regular Saiyan, to be crushed beneath your heel! I've become a Super Saiyan! I'll crush your skull and tear your corpse to pieces!" Vegeta shouted, turning up the intensity of his attack.

Frieza chuckled. "A Super Saiyan, huh? How pathetic. You're still babbling on about that ridiculous legend?"

Piccolo stumbled over to Krillin and helped lift him up to his feet. "I can't believe this… Vegeta is amazing! He wasn't this good a little while ago, what happened?!"

Krillin frowned in thought then remembered something that Vegeta had said on the journey to Namek. "I think I know! When we were coming here, Vegeta was telling Goku that every time a Saiyan recovers from a mortal wound, his power increases dramatically! When Dende healed him, Vegeta was on death's door, so his power was increased! He may just be strong enough to beat Frieza now!"

Piccolo watched the fight between Vegeta and Frieza for a few moments before his eyes widened. "No! He can't win! Vegeta is attacking with everything he has, and Frieza is still just playing! We have to help him!" He launched into the air and came at Frieza, Krillin following. They joined in the attack, but Frieza just smiled and raised his power a bit and kicked first Krillin then Vegeta to the ground. Vegeta stood up on unsteady legs and growled at the monk. "Damn you, baldie! I was handling things just fine until you and that Namek joined in!"

Krillin shook his head as Piccolo plummeted to the ground. "No, can't you see!? Frieza was still just playing with you! You can't win by yourself!"

Vegeta snarled and took to the air and launched into a new assault, fueled by his anger and frustration. Frieza looked like he was having trouble defending for a few moments, then Frieza's newly regenerated tail lashed out and wrapped around the prince's throat. He floated down and landed on Piccolo, who was just starting to raise himself up off the ground. He then started pummeling Vegeta who couldn't move because of the tyrant's tail. "So, this is the legendary Super Saiyan, is it? Ha! You're nothing compared to me, Vegeta! I'll grind you into the ground!"

Frieza absently kicked Krillin and Piccolo back to the ground, nearly knocking them out when they attacked him and kept up his thrashing on Vegeta, who was crying out in agony. "Yes… scream for me, my proud Saiyan prince! Your pain is music to my ears!"

Vegeta used the last bit of his energy to blast Frieza in the face, startling the tyrant who dropped Vegeta to the ground. Vegeta was desperately trying to get to his feet, intent on continuing the fight despite his damaged body. He screamed in soul-wrenching agony as Frieza latched his hands on the Saiyan's tail and began to squeeze it, crushing the bones of the sensitive limb. "Got your tail, monkey!" Frieza taunted, squeezing even harder, making Vegeta drop to his knees from a level of pain that he never even knew could exist. "Beg to be my servant again, Vegeta, and I might show mercy."

Vegeta's hands clenched, despite the agony, and he shouted "Never! I'll die first!"

Frieza squeezed harder, hearing the crunching of the crushed bones in the tail. "I'll give you a break, Vegeta. Just pledge your allegiance to me, and all you have to do is destroy Earth which you failed to do before you came here."

Vegeta's eyes snapped back to meet Frieza's ice-cold gaze, surprise temporarily overriding the pain he was in. "What?! How did you know that!?"

Frieza grinned. "I sent two of my henchmen to finish the job if you failed to. Kui and Ume are there now, slaughtering every last human on that planet." Frieza had Vegeta flat on his stomach now, still squeezing the tail to torture the prince. He noticed the new bite scar on Vegeta's shoulder and knew what it meant. "Including your beloved mate."

Vegeta's head snapped up. "Bulma?! You monster! I'll never forgive you!" Vegeta's body glowed as an aura of energy flooded around him and he was ignoring the agony of his crushed tail for the moment. Vegeta's rage level had reached an all-time high and his hair flashed gold for a moment.

Frieza stared in shock at the change but didn't know what it meant. All he knew was that Vegeta was powering up despite the pain from his damaged tail. Frieza placed a foot on the small of Vegeta's back and wrenched his arms outward, ripping off Vegeta's tail. Vegeta howled in agony and the aura faded, the brief moments of gold in his hair disappearing leaving the spikey black hair that he was known for as he slumped down unconscious. Frieza looked at the brown-furred tail for a moment then tossed it aside, wondering what those flashes of gold meant. It didn't matter now though, as Vegeta was out cold.

Frieza looked at all three warriors that had challenged him and smirked. "I bet I can destroy them all with one move." He raised his hand up and shot a ki blast that was about to split into three and incinerate the warriors from Earth when it was suddenly knocked back and towards him. Frieza barely put his arms up in time to block the ki blast and he saw another warrior scowling down at him. "Kakkarot! You made it! Thank Kami…" Vegeta mumbled behind him. Frieza turned and glared at Vegeta and raised his hand to finish him off. "Kakkarot? That's a Saiyan name, isn't it?" Frieza blinked as his blast struck nothing but dirt and looking in the distance to see Goku setting Vegeta down a distance away. He frowned as Vegeta started blabbing about the Super Saiyan legend and urging Goku to destroy Frieza, despite his kind heart. Frieza got tired of it and blasted Vegeta through the heart with a small ki blast and laughed.

Vegeta gasped in pain and finished what he was telling Goku, desperately trying to reach the senzu bean in his sash before he died. Goku realized that Vegeta had still saved the bean and reached down to get it and was about to stuff it into Vegeta's mouth before he realized it was too late and Vegeta had gasped his last breath, tears falling from his eyes as his last thoughts were of Bulma.

Goku was silent for several moments before he turned his rage darkened eyes to Frieza. "Your reign of terror ends here, Frieza! I'll destroy you so you never harm another living thing!"

Frieza scowled and got ready to fight, wondering where all these warriors were coming from. "I'll have fun crushing you just like I did Vegeta. He thought he was a Super Saiyan too, but you see him now. You aren't any different. I'll lay your dead body right next to your prince's." Both warriors began to power up, ready to fight to the death.

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Gohan woke up, staring up at the clear blue sky. He vaguely realized that he was lying on a hard surface. He blinked as a black-skinned man wearing a turban looked down at him. Gohan stared up at him, wondering who he was. "Oh, you're awake!" Mr. Popo said with a grin.

Gohan nodded and sat up slowly. He looked around and was surprised to see a Namek who bore a strong resemblance to Piccolo, though he looked much older. "Are you Mr. Piccolo's father?" Gohan asked innocently.

Kami smiled. "In a manner of speaking, I suppose. More specifically though, he is my other half. We are essentially the same person, split into two. My name is Kami."

Gohan blinked. "Kami? You're… the Kami?!"

Kami nodded. "And this is Mr. Popo. We're good friends of your father's. In fact, we trained him for a time, years ago. You remind me a lot of him."

Gohan stood up, happy to find that his strength had returned. He wondered how he got there. "Why am I here? Last thing I remember was fighting that big lug."

"Yajirobe brought you here. Well, actually he brought you to Korin's tower and I brought you up here." Mr. Popo explained.

"Oh." Gohan said, scratching his head. "So can I go home now?"

"Actually, I brought you here for a reason, Gohan. Your power is very unfocused. It nearly destroyed you. But I think that with further training, you could learn to focus it to help protect the Earth. I'm offering to train you." Kami said. He then turned to Mr. Popo and smiled. "By the way, old friend. It's time for you to get going. The dragonballs have reactivated, and we might have need of them. I'll contact you when we know of a wish to make."

Mr. Popo nodded and flew off on a magic carpet, waving goodbye to Kami and Gohan. The young demi-Saiyan frowned and shook his head. "I can't train with you, Kami. I'm sorry."

Kami was shocked that someone had turned down his training. "But why?! You need to focus your powers. You need to train!"

Gohan shook his head, fear shining in his eyes. "I won't train any more! I won't use my power any more! It nearly killed me. It frightened me when I lost control. I'll never let that happen again!"

Kami tried arguing with him. "But it won't happen if you learn how to control your power! You have to train, young man! A power like yours can't go to waste!"

Gohan shook his head, resolute. "No! I will never fight again. You can't make me, Kami or not!"

Kami sighed and leaned more heavily onto his staff. "If that is what you wish, then there's nothing I can do. Should you ever change your mind, my offer still stands."

Gohan nodded. "Thank you, Mr. Kami. I appreciate the offer." He turned and looked around for a few moments then turned back to Kami. "Um… which way is it to my house?" He asked with a smile.

Kami chuckled and pointed towards the Son house, watching as Gohan flew off with a wave and a smile. "He doesn't even know how truly powerful he could be. A shame to waste it. Ah well."

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Poor Vegeta… he was a second or two from achieving Super Saiyan when his tail got ripped off. That had to hurt! But Goku is there now, ready to continue the fight. And Gohan is refusing to train, scared to death of his raw power. Oh, what will become of everyone? Don't tell Bulma her mate just died, she might flip out… eek! Next chapter: Goku vs. Frieza!