In the depths of space on an unknown planet, with long dead inhabitants, a slender being trains day and night, heedless of hunger, thirst, or exhaustion, almost as if in a trance.
He does so solely to ensure that he will be unstoppable in his goal. Not to challenge a being he heard so much about from his father, that his foolish brother decided to challenge again and again.
No, that was far beneath him. He had one goal, and one goal only. Reclaim his empire.
Currently he sat alone in one of the few buildings left standing on this Kami-Forsaken planet, meditating. As he sat, his mind wandered to the past.
It had been years since he had last seen anything living, after he was banished to this backwater planet. The quit counting the months long ago, simply focusing on pushing himself to his absolute limits and beyond. Just like whenever he thought of this, his mind wandered back to his brother.
Frieza, He thought, the cocky little bastard I have to call my brother.
He sighed and stood up, unable to focus anymore. The last transmission he had ever received before his scouter had died was from about 3 years ago, but he wasn't able to be certain.
Despite everything, he smiled. He was almost ready to go, but he had to complete one final task. He began to charge to his full power, then with everything he had, he began to push himself further. As a blinding aura surrounded him, he began to think.
When he had last heard from his brother's force, he had heard that Frieza had chosen to make his form simply gold. Gold of all things. He could have made himself into a monster, but the childish brat had chosen that?!
In that moment, he made a decision. There would be nothing about his form that would be clean and elegant. There would be no sign of his royalty. This was not to show off.
This would make him fear.
This form was a final reminder to his brother of what he had done.
With one final shout, his power exploded outward, sending shockwaves across the solar system.
For the first time in his life, Emperor Frieza awoke afraid.
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The Clash of Brothers
FanfictionI suck at descriptions, so here we go: What if Cooler became a canon character to the Dragon Ball series? How would he handle the insane power of his friends and foes alike? This is the story I wish to tell. Let's begin... I don't own DB obviously...
