Jaune Arc Betrayed hero

Chapter 10

Gohan: "Dende, nooooo!"

The anguished cry echoed across the battlefield, a chilling reminder of their vulnerability in the face of Frieza's overwhelming power. Krillin stumbled back, his heart racing, his voice trembling as he whispered, "Little green... well... Ahhhhhhh!"

The scene cuts to Vegeta, the proud Saiyan prince, standing amidst the chaos, rage boiling within him.

Vegeta: "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!"

Jaune, bruised but resolute, turned to Vegeta, his voice steady amidst the cacophony of battle.

Jaune: "Getas, it's you, me, and that wannabe lizard freak."

Vegeta: "Fuck you! I don't need help from a wannabe Saiyan!"

Jaune's eyes narrowed, understanding the weight of pride that burdened the prince.

Jaune: "Sounds like your pride is your downfall in life."

Vegeta's teeth ground together, his aura flaring as he powered up, the energy crackling around him like a storm. He felt the warmth of Dende's healing flowing through him, reigniting his strength after the devastating blows he had taken.

Vegeta: "Arghhhhghh!" He raised his fists, determination radiating from him. "I don't need help! I am awesome by myself! As PRINCE VEGETA, I AM A—"

Frieza: "Shut up! For crying out loud, you literally say that line over and over again. And what even is a Super Saiyan of legend? I'll tell you what it is—a dumb rumor that will never show up. Because of you inbred monkey shit throwing apes!"

Jaune felt the tension crackle in the air, and he shot back with a smirk.

Jaune: "That's a little racist there, buddy. Don't see me calling you an Albion freaky lizard that sounds like a woman who hasn't had her balls dropped and is always whining."

Frieza's eyes narrowed, his patience wearing thin. He sighed dramatically, the corners of his mouth turning up in a predatory grin.

Frieza: "I'm going to rip you apart."

Jaune: "Can you do me a solid and do it!"

Frieza's transformation into his final form was swift and terrifying, a dark aura swirling around him like a storm. His power surged, a palpable force that sent shivers down the spines of all present—a staggering 60 million.

Jaune gulped, his heart pounding as the gravity of the situation sank in. Vegeta, his pride unwavering, smiled confidently, while Krillin quaked with fear, his voice barely above a whisper. Gohan, though terrified, steeled himself, hiding his fear behind a mask of determination.

Frieza: "So, who's first?"

Jaune, defiant, shot back without missing a beat.

Jaune: "Your mom!"

Krillin chuckled nervously, a brief moment of levity in the face of despair.

Frieza: "So, a victor goes to you, baldy!"

Before Frieza could make a move on Krillin, Jaune sprang into action, his body propelled by adrenaline. He lunged at Frieza, delivering a fierce kick to his face that echoed like thunder. Frieza staggered back, but only for a moment. Vegeta followed up, unleashing a powerful punch that connected with Frieza's jaw, sending him crashing to the ground. The prince's confidence surged.

Fasha, eyes ablaze with determination, stepped forward and unleashed another Riot Javelin, the energy beam striking Frieza squarely and knocking him into the nearby water. The ripples spread, momentarily obscuring Frieza from view.