Bringer of Death

Cold Saga - Part 8: Amalgamation

Cold Saga - Part 8: Amalgamation 

Trunks lifted his sword, preparing to strike. His blue Capsule Corporation jacket rippled in the wind of his Super Saiyan aura. 

"Not so fast, demon! Now you'll have to deal with three Super Saiyans!" 

The sun gleamed against his sword, flashing across the battlefield. He had to save their lives quickly, before it was too late; Cold was squeezing the life out of Goku and Vegeta. Hearing the voice, the frost demon turned to see the sword about to slice him in two from head to toe. Instinctively, he released his hold on the two Saiyans and teleported upward, the blade missing him by mere inches. 

'That was too close!' Cold reappeared several hundred feet high in the air. He looked down, curious to see whether this was the same attacker he had faced on Xylon-38. 'So...it IS him! That foolish boy who baited me to come here - I nearly forgot! Perfect. I'll finish him off along with the other two. One solid blast and they're all dead - even those foolish bystanders nearby who think I haven't noticed them.' Cold smiled, preparing his final assault against Earth. He would execute his revenge in one swift stroke. 

"Quickly...Goku, Fa-Vegeta, we have to finish him off NOW!" 

Rubbing his neck and regaining his bearings, the Saiyan prince stared daggers at Trunks. "And just who do you think you are, ordering ME around?! Don't you know who you're talking to, boy!?" Vegeta's angry outburst wasn't unexpected; the time traveler's mother had often told him about his father's legendary temper. But this was no time for questions. 

Goku had also caught his breath, but was focused on King Cold, recognizing the demon's expression. "He's about to attack again, Vegeta!" 

The three Super Saiyans looked up in unison to see their foe charging a powerful energy blast above his head. A spherical purple orb, densely focused with dark energy, was crackling in the skies above. It grew larger and larger each second. Vegeta swore. "That's enough energy to blow up this whole star system in one explosion!" 

"Vegeta, I don't think we can stop that!" Goku yelled desperately. 

"Don't you think I know that, clown!? Any ideas?" 

Trunks immediately blasted off the ground, his sword drawn and his body cloaked in golden energy. The other two Super Saiyans were stunned at this strange boy's determination. He turned his head as he flew, yelling instructions. "I'll take him from below; you two try and catch him off guard. Don't hold anything back; this may be our only chance!" 

"Who IS this kid? How dare he order me arou-" 

Goku blasted off, following the newcomer's suggestion. "There isn't time, Vegeta! We have to stop Cold now!" 

The Saiyan prince, now standing alone on the ground, was adamantly opposed to following the strategy of some random boy who had appeared out of nowhere. Adding to his consternation, this clearly human interloper claimed to be a Super Saiyan. Whoever this guy was, he couldn't possibly be what he claimed. 'Only three Saiyans remain; I'm certain of it. I will expose this imposter!' Seeing Kakarott achieve the legendary transformation had been bad enough, but this new insult was too much. Yet, through his fury, he could still sense the power of Cold's attack. 

"GRRPH. Fine, Kakarott. This had better work!" The prince was fuming at the turn of events, but he had to keep Cold from ending the battle prematurely. 'They're hopeless without me, anyway,' he thought. 

Trunk's sword was lifted behind his head, both his arms gripping it tightly. Cold's blast seemed almost ready to fire; he had to be quick. Looking back, he saw the other two Super Saiyans following him. Goku was charging a kamehameha as he flew upwards, and Vegeta was going in for a physical attack from behind. 'Perfect,' Trunks thought.