A novelization of one of the more famous What If series by Masako X. This story will try and describe more and have the actions and thoughts written as though it were a true Dragon Ball story. So sit back, relax, and enjoy the story.
That was the primary feeling that the Emperor of the North Galaxy was currently feeling. To think that his attempt to utilize that Earthling's attack would backfire so horribly.
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He had ignored the Saiyan's warning, thinking it to be a mere trick, a diversion...yet when the disc sliced through his body, he realized he had been wrong. The lack of feeling in his arm, his lower body...it was disorienting. He fell to the ground, panting heavily as blood dripped from the open wounds.
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The Saiyan—The Super Saiyan he had been fighting, Son Goku stared down at him, with a look of...pity? This ape was pitying him?! The mighty Frieza?!
"This sure is a pathetic end...it isn't worthy of you, even if you did do it to yourself..." Goku said, making the Frost Demon hiss in anger. "D...Damn...you!" He hissed out.
And the Saiyan began to walk away. "I have to go back to Earth now...You can stay here and share the fate of the planet you've destroyed..." He says lowly, as Frieza twitched. He was leaving him? Just like that? He can't die like this! He can't—!
"H...Help me...please!" Frieza muttered breathily. The words came like a poison to his tongue, the begging so unnatural and horrid. And Goku stopped, turning around and glaring down at him. "Help you? Help you?!? The way that you helped everybody who begged you for their lives?!" Goku shouted, energy charging in his hand momentarily before he shot it at Frieza.
The Frost Demon screwed his eyes shut tightly, preparing for the utter evisceration, and yet...the warm feeling blanketed over him, perking him right up. "What—"
"I've given you a little bit of my energy, enough for you to fly a little, even in your condition." He spat, before moving to fly off. "You're on your own."
Frieza let out a breath, looking up at the fleeing Saiyan. The anger he felt was unimaginable. 'That damn ape...! I'll show him one day!' He thought...before a smirk came to his face. On second thought...why should he need to wait? The ship was nearby...and he could breathe in space, the other Saiyan couldn't. It was the perfect ruse. 'Or perhaps...at this very moment.'
