Hidden Light (A DragonBall Super Fanfic)

Saiyan Heroes Finally Arrive

Zira's P.O.V.

My eyes widened as Frieza suddenly lunged forward, caught off guard by his sudden movement. I didn't have enough time to block, and he slammed his foot into my shoulder, causing me to cry out and go crashing into the Earth below us. Upon impact I gasped, feeling the air knocked out of my lungs. My body coursed with pain, and I had to force myself to get back onto my own two feet, watching as the white tyrant slowly lowered himself to the ground in front of me.

"Don't babble on about this ridiculous nonsense. You say refuse to destroy me. Well, the simple fact is you have no chance of saving yourself or your friends without destroying me. So, as I had warned you before, you better give me your all." Frieza stated coldly, hands folded across his chest. I narrowed my eyes at him, planting my feet down firmly. I didn't care what he said, I wasn't going to kill him and I meant it. 

A moment passed before Frieza realized I wasn't going to attack. He growled in frustration and again charged for me with a raised fist. I immediately jumped far back, evading his punch as he slammed his fist into the ground. He didn't slow down however, and lunged forward to punch again, but I again evaded to the left, dragging the tip of my foot along the dirt lightly. 

"Grrrgh, stupid monkey, now you refuse to attack at all?! Fine then, but you can't dodge forever!" he stated angrily.

He continued to pursure me, chasing me around the ground. I dodged in all sorts of directions; to the right, to the left, diagonal, back and forth. The entire time I made sure to keep dragging my foot. The chase kept on till I again made it to the center, with Frieza right on my tail.

"Damn you!!!" he cried, raising a foot to kick the top of my head. I didn't move and watched for a moment, waiting carefully for the right moment. Once the foot was only inches away from my head, I swiftly moved to the side and lifted my glowing hand up. A couple red beams of light wrapped around his ankle, causing him to stumble and plant his foot on the ground. A couple more strap-like beams emerged from the ground, grasping onto his wrists and tail. Frieza's eyes widened in shock, and he viciously tugged at the glowing red straps, but they failed to break under his strength.

"What the hell?!" he growled, immediately glaring at me for an answer. I quickly took to the sky, the aura around my becoming even more intense. 

"I told you not to talk so much. You lost focus and fell right into my trap." I replied. The tyrant eyed me in confusion for a moment before looking around him, his eyes widening in realization. He looked at the markings my foot left behind....forming the large image of a star, with him right in the center. 

"What is this?! What are you-"

"You want me to stop holding back?! Fine! Then you can have a taste of my strongest attack!" I stated. I screamed as I clenched my fists, my hair flying around me. The ground shook violently, and the star mark began to glow a bright red around Frieza. He again pulled at his restraints, more frantically this time, but still couldn't break free. I gave my loudest scream as I raised my hands to the sky.

"Galaxy Starburst!!!"

Finally the light from the star exploded, shooting a large, red energy beam into the sky. The beam had engulfed Frieza, causing him to scream in pain, unable to escape it's wrath. The light glowed brightly, causing the entire area to illuminate in red. My friends watched in utter shocked, jaws dropped and eyes wide. Sorbet and Tagoma watched in shock as well, trembling nervously.

"Lord Frieza!!!" Sorbet shouted. 

Finally the light began to die down, and instead a large cloud of smoke covered the area. I slowly lowered myself towards the ground, stumbling a little as I planted my feet. That attack drained a large amount of my energy, and I knew I wouldn't last much longer unless I transformed into my god form....which I refused to do. I watched as the cloud of smoke finally disappeared from the area, revealing Frieza in the middle. The straps that held him down had faded away, and he stood in place, tired but also proud. He panted hard, gripping onto one of his arms, which I imagined was in pain. My heart twinged with guilt at that thought. But I was also relieved he was still even standing. I hadn't lied when I told him it was my strongest attack.