Dragon Ball: Rise of Nitrate [DBZ/DBS X Icejin OC]

Chapter Twenty Nine: Beera, Goddess of Destruction

[3rd POV]
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In the comfort of her castle, Beera the Destroyer sat with a fresh towel wrapped around her chest and hips, creating a small opening that revealed the woman's purple skin across her belly button. Loose strands of blackened, wet hair fell down a small opening in her smaller head-towel.

Beera sat in front of a large, stone table with an assortment of dishes presented before her. The food was good, she had to admit, but she could still remember the last sixty times these dishes were eaten. The once-incredible meals became something familiar and uninteresting to her.

Nevertheless, she reached out with a silver fork and stuck it into the nearest meat tray, lifting the product to her lips and taking a bite. She halted the quiet moan that threatened to escape her, a hint of a blush decorating her thinned cheeks. It lasted for mere seconds as the goddess looked towards Whis and continued their conversation:

Beera: "You know, I've been thinking, did Frieza manage to eliminate those Saiyans? I don't want any of those upstarts causing trouble for me."

Whis: "Yes. Without a trace, in fact."

Beera: *giggle* "Oh, wonderful! I never liked the Saiyans; always looking to overthrow those who rule above them. Could never trust the lot. Frieza was hardly much better, perhaps I should search for the little nuisance and deal with him myself."

Whis: "I'm afraid that's impossible; during your thirty-nine-year nap, someone already defeated Frieza and destroyed his empire."

That had gotten Beera's full attention. Struggling to gulp down the slice of meat sill flowing down her throat, she lightly patted her bosom with the intent of helping it reach her stomach. Once she calmed down, the goddess turned to her angelic assistant with a deep scowl on her smooth face.

Beera: *growl* "You didn't think to tell me of this sooner? Frieza may not be strong, but he was still the most powerful mortal in Universe Seven."

Whis: "Yes, well, allow me to explain:"

The angel reached for his staff and summoned up an image of the man responsible for defeating Frieza; a young male with spikey hair that shifted between two different colours -- black and yellow. With a powerful scream, he rushed towards the emperor of the universe and began beating him into submission with incomprehensible skill. It earned a curious glance from Beera as she used the stone table to hold her weight.

Beera: "Is...that a Saiyan?"

Whis: "Indeed. While most of them did perish in planet Vegeta's destruction, a few who happened to be on other worlds at the time were spared. It would seem the Saiyan Prince also survived."

Beera: "Ah, that makes sense. I still don't get the yellow hair; all the Saiyans I've met had darker shades. Why the sudden change?"

Whis: "The Saiyans have created a technique, a potent method of powering up whereby they will transform into a form called a Super Saiyan."

Beera: *gawks*  "You know...I think I've heard a name similar to that before, but I don't recall the exact time. It was a Saiyan-something.... Hmm, I can't quite remember."

Beera pondered the name for a moment. She had little recollection of where the title had first been introduced to her, and the name given to the real figure was also beyond her reach. However, there was something oddly familiar about the Saiyan's appearance that brought her to a complete stop.

Looking closer, the destroyer could see it - there was a distant memory in the darkest roots of her mind that recalled where she had seen the man from the image. He stood in front of a collapsing star, arms tensed at his sides, with strands of red hair flowing against the explosive energies. The scene reminded her of the creature's name: