Revenge is Best Served Cold [Trunks/Frieza/Cooler]

[Future Trunks]

There he stood... Once again facing down the Tyrant known as Frieza. However, things were different this time. He was weaker and from what he could tell, Frieza wasn't. This was going to be a hard fought battle but either way all he needed to do was stall for time. He didn't need to kill him or slice him to tiny pieces this time, no, all he needed to do was buy time for the others to go and destroy the time machine that had brought Hypnos here.

How funny it was that the last time he fought Frieza he had been so far past him that he didn't even have to try. This time, it would probably just take all he had to hold him there. He hoped that he wouldn't have to reveal his hand this early in the time stream but if things came down to it... He'd go super and fight his damn best to hold him there. Still, only time would tell and for now he would focus on his mission, stall and stall HARD.

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frieza was getting closer and closer to the destination by the minute, nothing was in his way and his minions were not present with him - this was frieza's personal duty to check out this interesting "machine". though, not duty to his superior, dr hypnos, oh no; frieza had his own motives for advancing towards it, he had a a curiosity that needed to be filled. the tyrant's mind led him to believe that if there were something so worthy that it would capture the attention of dr hypnos, then surely such a thing would interest the likes of himself.

speeding slightly above the ground on his hover chair, an expression of opportunity was present on frieza's pale face - things could go pleasantly in his favor if he were to gain whatever machine this was, assuming the changeling prince would have some use for the unknown technology. it's true, frieza was a victim of the powerful hypnos hypnosis, however on a changeling lord, especially a galactic emperor such as frieza, nothing could completely contain him. while he may of been somewhat loyal to dr hypnos, a part of frieza was still as cunning and cold as ever, still wanting more power. how long would it be until frieza's malicious motives broke him out of the hypnosis such as when radditz escaped?

though all of a sudden, the changeling slowed down and eventually came to a halt...someone stood in his way. frieza raised a brow, looking at this...earthling who dared to cut off frieza's advancement. "is there a reason why you are blocking my path, boy?"

[/color] frieza questioned, an unamused look being sent to the being that blocked his path.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/sub][/size]

[Future Trunks]

And there he was... The Changeling tyrant that had once, in a very different time line, had the galaxy shivering and quaking... That had once been sliced and diced into tiny bits by the very man who now stood in his path. My how times have changed... As the tyrant moved up in his hover chair Trunks arched an eyebrow, was he always that short? Either way the saiyan stood his ground and watched as Frieza stopped and questioned his reason for being there. Trunks merely smirked at the changeling and cracked his neck.

So this was it, the time had come for his part to be played. He kept his power level hidden, as was his usual since arriving, and just stood there, sword hanging from his back. My how this brought back so many memories... After his little trip down memory lane Trunks let the smirk fade and replaced it with the stoic look of his father. "Is there a reason? Do you really have to ask that... I'm here to stop you Frieza... To get to that machine you're going to have to go through me..."

With that Trunks let his body relax as he prepared for whatever Frieza would do. Thankfully, at least to him, this was just a stalling mission. Granted, if he had the chance to take out Frieza again he would, but his main goal was to simply keep the tyrant occupied long enough for his friends to destroy the time machine and leave. He only hoped it would be as easy as it sounded...

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[coyote]

a scowl came across frieza's face as the foolish human-looking being spoke confident words of stopping the almighty frieza - did this newcomer really think he could defeat the self-proclaimed, strongest being in the universe?! it had been quite a while since frieza was challenged this way, though he was aware that soon someone would attempt to rid him of this world - but he did not expect the challenger to appear to be some human!

with most of the saiyans out of the way, frieza had no reason to believe that this confident individual posed any threat, though the changeling was oblivious to the fact that the one who stood before him had saiyan blood in his veins. if anything, you could not blame the tyrant, who believed that most of them were wiped out a long time ago.

a hand moved towards the scouter on frieza's face, pressing it to see what power level this boy would possess. the result was quite impressive for someone of this planet, however a villainous smirk became visible on the changeling's face; sadistic arrogance was present in frieza, amused by the thought that someone with this being's power level would hope to defeat a prince of changelings. well, the guy was incredibly brave, frieza would give him that, but how far would bravery take this young soul?

"oh, is that so?"

[/color] frieza scoffed with amusement, stepping out of his hover chair but keeping his eyes on this new challenger. standing meters away from his confident opponent, frieza got into a fighting position, putting one foot in front of the other and raising his fists, red eyes dead set on the heroic foe. "then so be it."[/color] he stated coldly, blitzing towards his opponent with frightening speed and attempting to land the first punch, before unleashing a merciless combination of kicks and punches aimed at the head and torso of the foe, hoping to connect with the blows so he could advance towards the machine. the short yet deadly prince was eager to see this machine for himself, he would not have some random challenger waste his time![/blockquote][/blockquote][/size][/sub]

[Future Trunks]

Well... that was easier than expected. In all honesty Trunks didn't think his simple taunt would get the tyrant out of his chair so easily but then again it was a direct challenge and to turn it down wouldn't look good on the changeling. Either way Trunks was ready for what was going to come and the moment Frieza launched himself at him all he would be swinging at was a simple afterimage of the half-saiyan. Oh, that wasn't all however, not by a long shot. Knowing full well that Frieza relied on his scouter to keep track of his opponents Trunks dropped his lowered his powerlevel further to keep the changeling guessing.

He had moved to a position behind where the two had originally stood and aimed a shot straight for the scouter on the side of Frieza's head. The blast wasn't strong enough to do anything more than blow the thing to tiny bits but that was enough for him. Upon launching that blast he would move again and appear in the air about the tyrant, he would wait until the blast either hit or missed but either way his eyes were focused on Frieza. He waited, simply waited, and then his time came. Whether the ki blast took out the scouter or not Trunks would make the next attack. He pulled both of his hands back, charging an orb of energy within each, and then brought them forward in front of him.

The smirk he once held reappeared but he knew that this simple attack wouldn't be enough, he just hopped it would catch the tyrant off guard and get him riled up. While Frieza was a strong fighter and a fairly good tactician, there was one glaring flaw with him. Should his temper flare he was prone to making simple mistakes that Trunks could exploit and give him an edge. It was times like this that made him happy to know more about what was going on than anyone else. Then the time came, the energy was charged and it was now or never. "Buster Cannon!" With that a large energy beam would be launched towards Frieza. Odds were it wouldn't hit but, then again, he was always thinking two steps ahead.

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not expecting the enemy to dodge his first attack, the sight of the afterimage fade away planted an annoyed look on the changeling's face, surprised that someone of a lower power level could dodge his attacks. a disapproving grunt left frieza as he turned in an instant, slapping away the weak ki blast with ease, the orb flying away into the distance as the smug look appeared back on frieza's face. he did not expect too much to come from this being, but while the dodge impressed frieza to some extent, lucky or not, the tyrant had pure confidence that the challenger did not stand any chance against him at all. this arrogance that filled frieza did not do him any favors, however the raw skill and power that he possessed built his attack and defense by itself, though who knew how long it would be before the arrogance finally cost him a battle to death?

it was something that was not certain, something that no one could predict the timing of, if it were even to happen at all. frieza's red eyes moved up to see his foe charging a beam of some sort, knowing that it would obviously pose more of a threat than the pitiful ki blast that was shot towards him a moment ago.

frieza smirked as the beam was blasted towards him, its powerful energy blitzing closer and closer. would he dodge it? no, that would be too easy. the changeling moved his hand behind his back for a moment as a confident grunt could be heard from the tyrant, before thrusting it forward as energy quickly formed in his palm. "death cannon!"

[/color] frieza shouted mercilessly, a purple beam of destruction being fired from his palm to battle the foe's own ki attack. both of the attacks clashed in mid-air, meeting each other destructively as they connected.

the cold changeling was eager to see how his new enemy would get out of this one, now that if the rival forfeited his beam he would surely be engulfed by frieza's quick and deadly attack. the superior ki was frieza's at this moment, the clash would not last much longer as the galactic emperor's beam started to forcefully overpower the other attack, cruel chuckles coming from frieza's mouth and a sadistic look present in his eyes - frieza was clearly enjoying the thrill of the fight, though the earthling's blood and suffering was what he really wanted to see.

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[Future Trunks]

Dammit... Not what he was expecting in the least. His mind was racing through the options he had at the moment and as he did so he could feel himself getting pushed backwards, the purple beam from Frieza coming closer and closer through his own. His options were limited from what he could tell, stand there and take the hit or reveal his trump card now. Neither was an option he really liked but at the moment he couldn't think of much else. Then it hit him like a sack of bricks. Frieza was fixated on winning this beam tug-o-war and Trunks could use that to his advantage.

He had to time it just right but if it worked his life would be that much easier. He waited just long enough and released his beam. As Frieza's massive death cannon came towards him he secretly charged an orb of ki within his hand and waited till the beam was close enough to look like a hit. Once it came within range he let the orb go and caused a massive explosion, causing some damage to Trunks due to the concussion. As the explosion went off Trunks completely masked his energy to give the appearance that he had been destroyed in on blast. He waited in the smoke for a few moments then in and instant he vanished from within it.

The strike had to be dead on and timed just right for his trick to work. Moments after disappearing from within the smoke cloud he would appear beside Frieza on left. His sword was out and slicing through the air as fast as he was moving and in and instant, should his plan work, the scouter on the tyrants face. Oh how he hoped his timing was good enough. Hit or miss Trunks was ready should the changeling whip around and attack. He only hoped he could get this one thing to go his way.

[Cooler]

Some Like It Cold

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[atrb=style, background: transparent; padding 0px; cell spacing: 4px; opacity: 0.9] He was out looking for his brother and his father. While he didn't care much for them, he did care GREATLY

[/u] about his family name. As such he kept in his mind that the possibility that one of them being harmed was, while highly unlikely, a possibility. Along with this he had to fake his allegiance to Hypno still and protect his object from the ones who dare attempt to destroy it. Arms folded as he flew through the air at top speed he kept his small pupils alive and alert, along with this his Scouter was active. It was rare to see him with a Scouter actually, having nabbed one off of Frieza's own soldiers before they all took off. Only three power levels were kept in check, obviously his brother and father's, and then an unknown one, with the unknown one being near his brother. This would cause Cooler to choose to check in on his brothers. Yet as he neared, the power level near his brother apparently faded, had Frieza killed this one? Hmmm, possibly. Exiting flight near his brother he prepared to sarcastically congratulate his brother when an individual appeared from no where, sword drawn and prepared to strike. Smirking he'd lift his left finger with blazing speed and fired off a Death Beam, aimed for the purple haired individual's back, aiming to kill them quickly, possibly killing his brother as well.

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[coyote]

the battle between the beams raged on but was reaching its peak - one of them would fall to the might of the other soon enough, and by visible results the changeling was not going to be the one engulfed in energy. arrogance came across frieza's face as a smirk, more low chuckles exiting his grinning mouth, a look of satisfaction in his eyes as he came closer and closer to overpowering his purple-haired opponent.

mercy was something frieza was not used to giving out, so today would be no different, unfortunately for the foe of frieza if things continued to go the way they did. while the changeling was somewhat impressed by the bravery this one showed, all he was to frieza was another enemy who dared to stand in his way - just another being who wanted to end the reign of frieza.

shortly after frieza thrusted more force into his attack, an explosion erupted near the purple-haired male, surrounding him in smoke and causing the changeling to believe that he had been dealt with. grunting out of amusement, frieza retained his smug look; he expected to win the battle and the result was no surprise to him, being the arrogant individual he was. "aww, so soon? and it was just starting to get fun...a shame, really."

[/color] frieza muttered to himself, turning slowly in triumph as he checked his scouter, unable to find a high reading within the smoke, believing the challenger to be dead and gone.

turning, frieza caught sight of cooler charging a death beam all of a sudden and the smug look vanished from his face. was cooler turning on him?! however as the beam was fired the changeling prince caught sight of someone near him, turning his eye to view the surprisingly alive warrior about to strike him with his sharp blade! dodging the attack, the sword cut through the scouter cleanly but left the face of the changeling unharmed. frieza hissed through his teeth at the human-looking opponent, feeling the part of his face where the scouter sat before it was forced off by the blade.

"...fool, you'll pay for that."[/color] frieza threatened, still aware that cooler had interrupted his battle but choosing to ignore his older brother for the time being, wondering if cooler had attempted to save his life or simply wanted to steal the kill with his death beam.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/sub][/size]

[Future Trunks]

Finally, success! The scouter was cut clean in two and the main problem for Trunks was solved, or so he thought. Sure enough something else came into the mix as another fairly strong power level came into the area, and right behind him no less. This was going from good to bad to worse in a matter of seconds as Trunks saw the unmistakable glow of an energy beam growing brighter. Luckily he saw the reflection of the beam in his sword and was able to vanish just in time, the beam passing through an afterimage of the purple haired hero.

Sadly, this new comer to the battle appeared to be on the side of Frieza and for Trunks this was extremely bad. He already had his hands full with one but now with the two of them this spelled nothing but trouble. The more he looked at it the more likely it was that he would be going rather blonde before this battle was over. He was hopping it didn't come to that but sadly, his hopes didn't appear to be on the side of reality. None the less he appeared upon a hill above the two and shook his head.

As he landed his hands began to move in a rapid fashion at such a high speed that it was hard for anyone to catch all the movements. As he finished however, his hands flew out in front of him, his index fingers and thumbs touching and forming a small diamond. He noticed the scouter on the other beings face but at this point he didn't care. He let his full power explode around him in the form of a blue aura and launched the golden orb towards the pair. If it all worked as he planned one of the two would be in the air and wide open, that's when he would make his move and hopefully take one down if not out.

[Cooler]

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[atrb=style, background: transparent; padding 0px; cell spacing: 4px; opacity: 0.9] "Come now Frieza, we don't have time to play games with this child."

[/color] Turning his attention to his brother and then to the fleeing purple haired boy he'd give a disgusted and annoyed look before slowly raising his hand. Already charging his Supernova by time the boy began forming hand signs it appeared he'd speak once more to Frieza. "Get ready, he's probably going to dodge."[/color] And by time the boy made a diamond shape with his hands Cooler's Supernova was ready, yet he was waiting for the boy to launch his attack. And once he did so did Cooler, and not only did hi move out size it's opponent's attack, but it was also clearly stronger. Still a disgusted and uncomfortable expression on his face he awaited to see what would happen s his attack easily began pushing back the boy's attack before consuming it entirely as it continued it's way towards the boy. Even if the boy dodged the attack he knew Frieza would be ready to counter the boy's moves. "Tshck."[/color] They didn't have time to play with kids that thought they were in the big league.

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[coyote]

the tyrant listened to cooler's truthful words as he watched the young opponent move away with his crimson eyes, feeling the urge to crush the earthling who had shown defiance in the face of frieza. however, it had seemed that his chance to destroy the purple-haired opponent was slim now that his almighty brother had chosen to get involved - things would surely not last much longer with him on the scene.

frieza's eyes caught sight of the building supernova forming on the finger of cooler, a flashback coming to him for a moment as he thought of the planet vegeta bursting in a blazing explosion - a slight smirk on his face. the supernova attack was a powerful one, frieza was now certain that the unfortunate foe would be dust in a matter of time.

"hmph. deal with this rat then, if you must. i've grown tired of him."

[/color] frieza grunted to cooler, losing interest in the foe, knowing he would not survive much longer against his cold brother. the changeling moved over to his chair, choosing to assist his brother only if he had to. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/sub][/size]

[Future Trunks]

Watching one of his strongest attacks get swallowed up was a blow to the ego to say the least. It reminded him of the time he attempted to stop Androids 17 and 18 from activating Android 16 and failed in every sense of the word. The sudden appearance of the orb that Cooler had created was also rather shocking. He knew that Frieza took time to charge his energy but this new opponent... He could summon an orb that size almost instantly and that, to Trunks, wasn't a very good thing. His could feel his teeth grinding as he saw the orb come closer and closer to him and he knew full well that attempting to dodge such a massive attack would leave him wide open.

As he stood there waiting he summoned up all his strength, a bright blue aura appearing around him, and began powering up. Then, he did the one thing that he didn't think either would expect... He attempted to stop the orb. The power the orb had was insane as it began to push the saiyan back and destroyed most of the hill he was standing on. It was taking everything he had just to keep from being sucked into the orb itself but the more force Trunks put out the harder it seemed to push back. "Dammit... I won't let you win... Not now!" Trunks knew that he'd weakened over the years but this was insane... The power he once had should have easily dealt with both enemies but this... It was enough to make his blood boil.

And boil it did. The rage began to build up within the saiyan and as it did the aura around him seemed to grow brighter and brighter, the color slowly shifting to a golden hue. His saiyan blood was beginning to make it's presence known as he could feel his power slowly growing. It wasn't much but it was enough. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" With a scream and every ounce of power he had within him Trunks began to lift the orb up and over until he altered it's course and sent it sailing out of the atmosphere. As he floated there he could feel the power flowing through him. His hair was now a bright gold and spiked out, though his pony tail kept the majority of it down, and a familiar smirk came across his features. If Frieza could see it he would notice it was eerily close to that of another person he knew.

He quickly held out his hands in front of him, almost like the final flash of his father, and began charging an energy orb. The orb grew until it blocked all sight of him but it suddenly shrunk down as he disappeared. He had seen Goku do something like this so many years ago and so he only hoped it would work. He suddenly appeared on one knee below and in front of Cooler and let his beam fly. Finish Buster!" The beam of pure gold launched forth from his hands and if Cooler didn't more, well there would be a bit less of him left to worry about.

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[Cooler]

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[atrb=style, background: transparent; padding 0px; cell spacing: 4px; opacity: 0.9] Eying Frieza Cooler would find himself rather irritated due to his little brothers actions to take the easy road and lounge about. He was here to help his brother, not do his work for him. Focused on Frieza he'd ignore the boy as he was nigh sure that the Supernova would consume him as it had done his attack. "Frieza, what are you doing? I'm here to assist, not do your damn dirty work for you. You must have me confused for one of your pathetic lackeys like that light blue female alien or fat, spiky, pink butch female guards of yours. Get out of that chair, before I make you get out of it."

[/color] Glaring at him for a moment longer his attention was stolen by the boy who was apparently still alive, clearly shown by the slowed Supernova. The boy had heart, but even as he increased his power-level by ten thousand and then some, it was no match to Cooler's own. Folding his arms he'd watch as the Supernova kicked back into gear with Cooler's focus on it. And because of this it'd over take the foolish child's attempt to throw the massive ki attack, and consume him as it had his attack. To this another foolish warrior of the light would be annihilated by Cooler's might. "Frieza, you really are a coward."[/color] Turning his glare back to Frieza he grumbled, some how he had found himself killing Frieza's opponent for him, and not Frieza and Frieza's opponent.

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[ooc; trunks was annihilated due to cooler having a constant x15 multiplier to his power level due to always being in his fourth form. Which DWARFS your Saiyan Soul boosted power level. Now, your prolly going to complain and say "Well I didn't know that" or something of the like and well, not to be rude, but that's your problem for not doing proper research on your opponent.]

[coyote]

frieza was quite surprised to see the earthling fight back against the intimidating supernova that was heading in his direction, seemingly forcing more energy into his own beaming through sheer willpower in an attempt to defeat the large sun-like energy. however, while bravery and determination was a thing to be admired in the boy, it was not enough to save his life from cooler's cold intentions - the supernova proved to be too much for the purple-haired opponent, consuming him in a fiery energy that had no mercy for any soul.

the changeling's fist clenched as he remembered the words said to him by cooler moments before the unfortunate foe was murdered by the energy attack; the nerve of cooler! however, as much as frieza believed himself to be superior to most, if not all living things, a hint of intimidation was mixing inside the short tyrant...he was fully aware of his brother's mighty strength. it was true, his brother had an extra form which alone put him ahead of him, which annoyed frieza greatly. if only he could reach this form too! then his brother would not have the guts to speak in such a way to the almighty frieza...

but for now, that would have to wait. his brother continued to insult him, frieza sporting an unamused face as he glared towards his taller, older brother. "your useless rambling never fails to amuse me."

[/color] frieza commented sarcastically, staying in his hover chair and turning towards the location he was originally advancing towards before the now-deceased opponent blocked his path.

he had no more words for his brother, but frieza gave a disapproving grunt as his back was turned to cooler, a scowl slowly forming into a hidden smirk at the thought of the dragonballs, knowing that it would only be a matter of time before he would obtain them.

charging off into the distance, hardly caring if cooler followed or not, frieza continued to make his way towards the original destination.

*exit frieza*

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