The End of the Frieza Saga
The air was thick with a strange tension, crackling with raw, unfamiliar energy. Rykon's eyes narrowed as he gripped his clenched fist, feeling power surge through his veins like a raging river.
What is this… power? He wondered, a tremor of awe and disbelief shaking his core.
Frieza's cold gaze snapped toward them, his lips curling into a snarl of confusion and rage. The tyrant's voice hissed like venom. "What is the meaning of this? Saiyans are supposed to turn into apes… not blond-haired monsters!"
Vegeta, barely able to lift his wounded head, whispered harshly, disbelief and bitter pride burning in his eyes. So it's true… The legends were real. His mind screamed silently, It should have been me.
His voice cracked through the haze, sharp as a blade. "Prepare to fight a Super Saiyan, Frieza! No—two!"
Goku's voice rang out with fierce command, eyes blazing with determination. "Gohan, take Piccolo and Bulma—leave this planet now. Do you understand? If Piccolo dies, everything we've done is for nothing."
Rykon's tone was steady but urgent. "Gohan, listen to your father."
Gohan's young face was filled with confusion and fear. "What happened to you guys?"
The response was a growl, steel-hard and resolute. "This is the last time I'll say it—GET OUT OF HERE, GOHAN!"
The boy's nod was swift, his figure already cutting through the turbulent sky.
Behind them, Goku and Rykon locked eyes with Frieza. A silent promise passed between them: This ends now.
Frieza staggered, his monstrous form trembling as he watched Gohan flee with Piccolo and Vegeta beside him.
What… what is happening?! His voice cracked, disbelief seeping into the edges of his rage.
Vegeta's voice, sharp as a sword, cut through the tension. "You think those two fools have become the Super Saiyans I spoke of?"
Gohan looked back, innocence mingled with awe. "Dad and Uncle Rykon... they've done it! They've transformed!"
Vegeta snarled, the pride of a warrior burning bright. "No. The real Super Saiyan is right here, in front of you!"
The sharp retort was cut off by Vegeta's harsh command. "Shut it, brat! Let's move!"
Gohan obeyed, the three figures streaking away toward the ship, hope and fear tangled in their wake.
Rykon's glare was icy as he faced Frieza, his gaze locking with the tyrant's.
Frieza's wicked smile curled as he raised a finger, forming a deadly blast of energy. Time slowed—until Rykon appeared before him in a blur, slapping the blast aside with ruthless precision.
Did you really think I'd let you harm my nephew without permission? Rykon's voice was low, cutting through the tension.
Frieza gritted his teeth, coughing blood, while Rykon leapt back toward Goku. Their auras burned a fierce, synchronized gold—brothers united in power and purpose.
"How… how did you gain such strength?" Frieza spat. "Is it true? Have you become… Super Saiyans?"
Goku's eyes narrowed, the calm before the storm. "I've had enough of you, Frieza. Now I'm mad."
They clashed with the force of titans—fists smashing, energy crashing. Goku's strength overwhelmed Frieza, pushing him back again and again.
"You're responsible for the death of so many… including my friend Krillin!" Goku growled.
Frieza's sneer twisted. "Friend? You act as if Saiyans are innocent. I exterminated them like pests."
"Now it's your turn," Goku declared.
The battle raged, a blur of motion, energy flashing like lightning in a furious storm. Rykon laughed darkly as he pummeled Frieza, who barely managed to regain his footing.
"Tell me, how does it feel to be tossed around like a ball?"
Frieza's rage exploded. "Damn you both!"
The two Saiyans locked eyes, muscles coiling as they took their positions.
"KA..." Goku began, the first syllable a thunderclap.
"...ME..." Rykon answered in perfect sync.
Frieza's eyes widened, terror flashing across his face. "Y-You can't—!"
"...HAAAAAA!!!"
The twin blasts erupted, converging in a storm of golden light that tore through Frieza, sending him crashing to the ground, blood pouring from countless wounds.
Weak and trembling, Frieza dragged himself up, clutching his arm in agony.
"I… I won't lose! I cannot… afford to lose!" His voice cracked with desperation.
Rykon smirked, crossing his arms. "Honestly, I'm surprised you're still breathing."
"Give up, Frieza. You're finished," Goku said, eyes sharp.
Frieza lashed out wildly, beams of deadly energy screaming toward them—but they danced effortlessly, dodging each strike.
"You don't deserve forgiveness for your crimes," Rykon growled.
"I will not lose to Saiyans," Frieza hissed, charging forward—only to be met by Rykon's brutal uppercut, sending him sprawling once again.
"You can destroy planets, but you can't take down two warriors?" Goku taunted.
"What… what are you two?" Frieza gasped.
"Have you not figured it out? We are the Saiyans who came from Earth to end you."
"We are warriors of legend."
"We are pure of heart, awakened by fury."
"I am Goku."
"I am Rykon."
Together, they flared into brilliant golden Super Saiyans, their energy a blazing inferno.
Frieza chuckled darkly. "So the tales were true… I hate when I'm right."
But his anger boiled over. "I hate you both! I hate you!"
"Give it up, Frieza. It's over," Goku said calmly.
Frieza's laughter twisted into a mad scream. "I'd rather die on my own terms than fall to you!"
"Fine by me," Goku replied.
"No, you'll die by my hand!" Rykon growled.
Frieza's cruel chuckle echoed. "You fools. The one who dies… won't be me. It'll be you… and your thick-headed friend."
Rykon's eyes narrowed. "Oh? Last I checked, we're winning. How do you plan to kill us?"
Frieza's grin twisted cruelly as he clapped his hands, conjuring a small, swirling orb of purple-pink energy above his head.
"I can survive the vacuum of space. Let's see if you monkeys can."
Rykon's breath caught.
Goku shouted, "What?!"
The orb hissed as it was hurled into the ocean below.
A violent explosion ripped through the water, white-hot and blinding.
Goku immediately formed a ki barrier, wrapping them both in a protective cocoon.
Please hold, he thought, gripping Rykon's arm tightly.
Moments later, Goku shook Rykon awake, concern etched deep in his features.
"Rykon, this isn't the time for sleeping. Are you okay?"
Rykon's eyes snapped open. "Yeah, I'm fine." He released his forcefield, scanning the sky. The horizon burned a deep crimson, islands spewing molten lava.
"The core's been destroyed," Goku whispered. "The planet's dying."
Frieza's voice, cold and bitter, carried across the fiery skies. "I restrained myself too much. Namek would have been obliterated."
Rykon smirked. "Now you can't even destroy planets? How embarrassing."
Frieza spat, "In five minutes, this world will be nothing but debris."
Goku clenched his fists. "Five minutes… that's all the time we need. I'll avenge Krillin, defeat you, and then find our friends."
Frieza's aura exploded as he powered up, furious. "You forced my hand. It's time to reveal... my true power!"
Goku's eyes glinted with respect. "I'm letting you reach your full strength so I can beat you fair and square."
Rykon growled, "Screw that!"
He charged forward, but Goku intercepted him.
"Let him," Goku said calmly. "This is the only way to prove we're stronger."
Rykon hesitated, tension hanging thick. Is this really a good idea? But beneath the doubt, excitement sparked.
Goku smiled knowingly. "I see through your lies—you want to fight him at full strength just as much as I do."
Rykon's defenses faltered for a moment, before he nodded reluctantly.
Together, they turned to face Frieza, who was already transforming. His muscles expanded grotesquely, veins bulging, power surging in terrifying waves.
"My apologies for the wait," he sneered. "As requested… this is my full power."
Far away, on King Kai's world, tension simmered.
Those fools, King Kai muttered, frustration wrinkling his brow. "They let Frieza power up to full strength. At this rate, they won't leave Namek alive."
Yamcha blinked, worried. "No way…"
King Kai's gaze hardened. "We have to try something."
He called out across the cosmic void to Earth's guardian. "Kami, can you hear me? We need Shenron. There's an urgent wish to make."
Kami's calm voice responded, "Yes, King Kai. We're preparing the Dragon Balls now."
Back on Namek, the battle reached its peak.
Frieza roared, fury shaking the land. "Why won't you die?!"
Rykon punched hard, cutting off the tyrant's words.
"I'm tired of you," he said coldly.
Frieza snarled, readying a devastating blast.
Goku gritted his teeth. "Don't you dare talk about Krillin!"
Yellow energy flared as Goku charged, fury burning brighter than ever.
Time slipped away as Namek's destruction drew closer.
King Kai's voice echoed. "The planet will explode soon. One wish remains—Porunga must send everyone except Frieza, Goku, and Rykon to Earth."
Grand Elder Guru's voice drifted in Dende's mind. Dende, ask Porunga to grant this wish.
Awakening with confusion, Dende soared toward Porunga's resting place, heart pounding with hope.
Frieza's cruel laugh pierced the air as he lunged for the Dragon Balls.
"Damn it!" Rykon cursed.
"Wait!" Goku shouted.
Together they chased Frieza, desperate to stop him.
Dende's voice rang out clearly, the wish spoken with trembling lips.
Porunga shimmered, glowing. "Understood. All but these three will be sent to Earth."
Frieza's face twisted in shock as he vanished alongside Rykon and Goku.
Rykon watched as Namekians rose, alive and confused, disappearing one by one until only the battlefield remained.
Goku chuckled softly. "You have to speak the local language to make a wish."
Rykon exhaled, relief flooding him. "Frieza's plan failed."
Now, only the three of them remained.
Frieza's cold smile returned. "So, you're willing to pay the ultimate price?"
Rykon smirked, stepping forward. "Bring it on."
The final battle raged, fists flying, ki beams lighting the twilight sky.
Goku's punch landed hard, but Frieza countered with brutal force.
Beams whizzed and exploded around them.
"You will die, whether by me or the planet's destruction," Frieza hissed.
The warriors pushed harder, sweat and blood mixing as the fight escalated.
Frieza created deadly discs of energy, hurling them with lethal intent.
Rykon and Goku dodged and weaved, then launched a coordinated attack—throwing dust into Frieza's eyes and striking decisively.
The tyrant howled in pain as his own disc sliced him in half.
Rykon's victorious shout rang out, "It's about time!"
Goku landed beside the fallen foe, eyes steady. "You brought this on yourself."
Frieza's last breath was a curse, but mercy was nowhere to be found.
Goku turned away, resolve unbroken. "We're heading back to Earth. You'll suffer here, with this dying world."
Frieza's pitiful pleas fell on deaf ears, drowned by memories of all he had destroyed.
Goku's hand glowed with golden energy. He hesitated—then released a fraction of his power to Frieza.
"No… what are you doing?!" Rykon cried out in disbelief.
"Everyone deserves a second chance," Goku whispered.
Rykon's anger faded in the face of the planet's imminent doom. The two warriors powered down, flying toward the only chance for survival: Frieza's ship.
The ground shook violently, lava flowing like rivers of fire. Lightning cracked across the blood-red sky.
Goku's eyes scanned the horizon. "We don't have much time."
Rykon nodded, spotting the Ginyu Force pods. They raced toward them, heartbeats pounding in their ears.
No coordinates were set as they blasted into space.
Behind them, Planet Namek exploded in a cataclysmic fury, shattering into stardust.
In the silence of space, Rykon pressed a button on the pod's console.
"Can you hear me, Kakarot?"
"Loud and clear. Did you see that?"
Rykon smiled despite everything. "If we hadn't found these pods, we'd be dead."
Goku chuckled. "Yeah… that was close."
The pod's screen blinked. They read it together.
"Planet… Yardrat?"
And so ends the battle for Namek.
The legend of the Super Saiyans lives on, and the universe waits for what comes next.
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