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DragonBall V: A World Both Familiar and Foreign

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.

**************************

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.”

**************************

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!
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