"S-Should… should we be doing something about this, Shin?" A man with a large head, red skin, and long gray hair muttered, looking a bit concerned as he glanced over at his 'boss,' "Earth is home to many great fighters, and for him to do this… should we not be concerned that his reach is getting too grand?"
"Previously, I would've agreed with you, Kibito," The man standing next to Kibito, Shin, looked much younger as he had a smooth and thin face, though he still had long gray hair flopping over his head, "Monopolizing so many Dragon Balls, as well as his recent immense increase in power… even if Lord Beerus sees him as a useful tool, this is cause for concern enough that we would have to interfere. However…"
Shin turned, his gaze looking up to meet Kibitos, as he was much smaller and thinner than the red-skinned man, "He seems to have changed his ways. He's bringing a level of peace and development that I'm sure no other universe is experiencing, and one that we much needed. Even with his long naps, destruction has long outweighed balance because of Beerus' whims, but now, it is being balanced. I think Frieza is doing more good than harm to the universe."
Kibito nodded at his words, and the two men stood there for a moment in silence. Then, Shin's face broke, and he reached up, gripping his face.
"Is what I would like to say, if that idiot didn't just let the other idiot revive everyone! If he didn't seem so powerful, I'd go there right now to kill him!" Shin huffed, his face hard as he glanced down at his feet - his senses reaching out as he was really looking beyond the floor, "Now, there's so much we need to handle…"
"The lower Kai can handle most of them," Kibito said, trying to sound comforting, though his nervous voice-crack ruined that a second later, "N-Now, we just have to handle those two…"
"Yes," Shin nodded, his face steeling again, "Now… there's no time to be wasted, is there?"
Shin's body tensed, his hand clenching into a fist.
"We will send Cooler and King Cold back to hell."
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"Five… seven… twelve… seventeen… twenty-five… almost fifty? How the hell did he do that?" I muttered, my eyes closed as I casually sat on the bed in my spaceship, "It's been a few days, but that's more than he should've been able to make. Is he half-assing the production, or am I getting bullshitted by something?"
"What are you talking about?" Bulma's voice asked me bluntly, as the woman was lying next to me in just her underwear, and looking at me blandly, "You finished fucking me, and then just started counting? W-Wait, have you been counting every time I…"
"Orgasmed? Nah, that would be way higher," I hummed, smirking lightly as I opened my eyes, and then shook my head lightly at her, "I'm sensing the energy on the Big Gete Star. We're close enough now."
We had been traveling for three days now at full speed, and as a result, we had reached the Big Gete Star pretty quickly - or, at least the galaxy it was within, which was close enough for me to track down the Frieza-clone's energy. I had hoped to be able to lock onto it within a day, as I could expand my energy-senses pretty damn far at this point, but I had been unable to - and not for the reason I expected.
Instead of the Big Gete Star being too far away, instead, I was simply looking for the wrong thing. I was Frieza, and I knew my own energy signature, so I had just assumed that the Frieza-clone would have the same energy. I had only met a Frieza-clone once, that being the original one I made, and I didn't take the time to take note of his energy signature in the moment, because I had been thinking 'oh fuck that's actually Frieza' as I murdered him. Beyond that, there were more Android 16-based training robots being cloned there, but Android's energy worked in a different way than humanoid-based Ki, so it was incredibly difficult to sense.
I couldn't blame myself for missing the clone's energy signature until we got close, because while I wasn't an energy expert or anything, I felt like my logic made pretty good sense. The clone had the same body I did, even if it lacked a soul, so its energy should be the same, right?
Wrong. As I felt the Frieza-clone's energy, I actually felt a lot better about the stuff I had done in this world. I wasn't committing genocides like Frieza had been, but I had still murdered a fair share of people, and not even really felt guilty about it. I had come to terms with the fact that I was still a bad guy - even if I wasn't nearly as bad as Frieza was.
But, Frieza's energy felt… toxic. I didn't even know energy could feel that way, as it wasn't like Goku's felt pure or anything, but Frieza's definitely did. Even if I didn't know who I was tracking right now, just by the feel of the energy, I would immediately know this was a 'bad guy.'
"W-Wait, but you said fifty! You mean the clones?" Bulma asked incredulously, as I had fully told her about the main reason we were heading for the Big Gete Star, "B-But, you can only make a few clones every day! It's only been a few days, so there shouldn't be more than around 10! Maybe fifteen if he was reckless!"
"That's what I was thinking as well," I nodded in agreement, "But there's a lot of energy signatures there, and it's definitely them. All I can think is… he's rushing the process a lot."
I had done a bit of testing upon first wishing for the Big Gete Star, and part of that testing was pushing the limits of how quickly clones could be made. To make full-on clones that could use Ki, had sturdy bodies, and would be able to live long lifespans, it took a significant amount of time, which was why only a few could be created every day.
However, if you rushed the process, the Big Gete Star could make more clones - but at the sacrifice of those attributes. They'd be more robotic, to the point of having metallic limbs, weaker bodies, or wouldn't be able to live for long, as their insides would break down in just a few days.
If Frieza had decided to rush the process and create a bunch of powerful, but non-permanent clones, then I really didn't know what he was planning. However, there was only one way to find out, wasn't there?
"I'm going to go handle them," I said bluntly, rolling out of the bed and to my feet, "Afterward, I'll head back to Earth to deal with my father and brother. I shouldn't be more than a day or so."
"H-Huh?! You're leaving so abruptly?" Bulma pouted lightly at me, but stood as she climbed out of the bed as well. She stepped up to me, causing me to blink in surprise as she stood on her tiptoes, and then lightly pressed her lips into mine.
"D-Don't take too long, alright?" She finally said, glancing away with a blush, and I just grinned lightly in response.
"I'll try to be back quickly," I nodded at her, and then a second later, vanished.
I didn't immediately appear on the Big Gete Star, but instead in front of a different woman on the ship, causing Android 18 to yelp in surprise.
"S-Stop appearing out of nowhere!" She hissed as I used Instant Transmission to arrive in her bedroom, where she was rather lazily lying on her own bed, "Give me some warning or something next time!"
Her bedroom wasn't too dissimilar from mine, which I shared with Bulma, as it had a large bed in the middle, a table with some chairs in the corner, and a television hung on the wall. The actual material the bed, table, and chairs were made of was pretty expensive-looking, as I'd actually fitted out the room with some of the most expensive products I could find on Earth.
"Sorry, sorry," I smirked, though we both knew I wasn't really, and then held out my hand toward her, "I'm going to go take out the clones now. You wanna come?"
The Frieza clones would definitely be stronger than the original Frieza was, as even if the first one had only been a fraction of my power when I created it, I had been much stronger than the original Frieza at that time. However, Android 18 was also significantly stronger than the original Frieza was, and considering the clones would've only had a few days to be training - that was if they even were training, as Frieza was a lazy bastard who never had before - they couldn't have gained that much power, even with this body's insane growth rate.
Essentially, it was safe to take Android 18 with me, and the bored woman could get some fun out of it.
"Anything's better than being in here all day," 18 huffed, reaching forward to take my hand, though despite her bland words, I could see a hint of excitement in her eyes, "I guess I'll come!"
I closed my eyes as I held her hand, missing her light blush as I took a few seconds to track down the clone's energy again. Then, a second later, we both vanished, and the scene in front of me changed.
Gone was Android 18's lavish, though simple, bedroom, and instead, I was staring at myself. As in - I was staring straight at Frieza. The alien was in his 'final form,' which was really his base form, as he was already at max-power.
"H-Huh?" The Frieza-clone I appeared in front of paused, taking a step back as I appeared out of thin air, and prevented himself from bumping into me. I narrowed my eyes at him for just a second, then nodded appreciatively.
"Not bad," I muttered, "Two hundred million, but there doesn't look to be any rushed part of you…"
True to my words, the Frieza in front of me looked like a full-on Frieza - as in, he had all his body parts intact, while still having a power level of roughly two hundred million.
"How did you just-"
The clone didn't get to question me, who I assumed he also thought was a clone, about my sudden appearance as my hand snapped forward, slashing sideways in a chopping motion, and promptly sliced his head off his shoulders.
"Gross," Android 18 muttered next to me as Frieza's body rolled away, and his body flopped down in a puddle of blood. How did the Big Gete Star even create blood for these guys? Was it just oil, and there was food dye somewhere on here?
"Get used to it," I told her bluntly, glancing around the area around us, which seemed to be the large, spacious, and metallic inside of the Big Gete Star, "We have about 49 more to go through. Using his power level as a comparison, you can only take on one. Stick close to me, and I'll handle the rest."
"H-Hey! I've been training hard lately," 18 huffed, looking over at me annoyedly, "I can hold my own."
The 'training' in question had been what else I had been doing on our trip here, as I hadn't been spending 24 hours a day clapping Bulma's large, jiggly cheeks - even if I did spend most of my time doing that. Instead, I had also been training Android 18, who had been a bit inspired after leaving Earth and hearing we were coming to take on an army of clones. Unfortunately, though, she couldn't make a ton of progress in just a few days, even with me as her personal trainer - so, right now, combined with the little training she had done during the first few months she traveled with me, she had reached roughly three hundred million in power level.
That was enough to defeat the Frieza clone I had just one-shot with only a bit of struggle, but it wasn't enough to take down an army of them. So, she'd have to stick by my side here.
"I know you can, but stay with me anyway," I told her as I strode forward, walking through the long, metallic hallway that led to the actual cloning room. After a moment, I spotted that exact spot and saw that my concerns weren't for nothing. Frieza had definitely learned how to use the Big Gete Star.
There was indeed a Frieza, one that was fully limbed and was more than a bit stronger than the last one, as I sensed his power level to be close to seven hundred million, with wires attached to his head. Between us and him, in the large open square room, there looked to be roughly a dozen of the Android 16-based androids. They didn't do anything as we approached, but the Frieza blinked and then narrowed his eyes as he spotted us.
"Where did a woman come from?" He asked bluntly, reaching up and grabbing the wires connected to his head, and then yanking them out, "You… you're different."
I was a bit surprised that he could tell, as the other clone clearly hadn't been able to, and I looked exactly like any other Frieza would. But I assumed that, because of his higher power level, he was able to more accurately sense my energy - and thus see that I was much, much stronger than a normal clone.
"Different? I think you're the one who's different," I hummed, smirking lightly at him, "I'm the original, after all."
"...I remember now," The clone grunted, his face twisting with anger, "You're the one who killed me before!"
Then, this was definitely the original clone, which I had killed, and then Goku had brought back to life. I suspected as much because he was at least decently strong, so he must've been around, and thus training here, for the entirety of the past few days. Honestly, a roughly 7x increase in his power in just three days was pretty impressive, even with the overpowered body we both had, so he must've been working his ass off.
Unfortunately for him, it was all for nothing.
"I hope it wasn't too bad of an experience," I chuckled, even as I assumed dying was definitely not a good experience, "Because I'm about to do it again."
"You wish! Kill him, androids!" The Frieza hissed at me, and I was a bit impressed that he even knew they were androids. However, as the roughly dozen Android-16-based robots turned to me, intent on stopping me from reaching the clone, it was for nothing.
"Stop, and step aside," I said bluntly as they started to tense their bodies and move towards me, and abruptly, they all froze again. Then, they took a step back and cleared a path for me towards the clone.
"W-What?" The clone muttered, his eyes widening slightly as I strode forward, walking through the crowd of androids without any trouble, "What are you idiots doing?!"
"Did you think you were special because they obeyed you?" I smirked at his shocked expression, "They don't obey you - they obey me. You just happen to have the same body I do, so they got a bit confused."
"Damn it," The clone hissed, glaring at me, but apparently that wasn't the only trick he had up his sleeve. He abruptly jerked her arm upward, pointing his hand at the ceiling, and then a blast of ki shot straight upward - ripping through the ceiling in a spray of metal, and burning through it. As he did, the room around us shook violently, with scraps of metal falling around me in the process.
"...Seriously?" I muttered as he did, glancing up at the massive hole that was now in the ceiling, and which seemed to go all the way to the surface, "This is a planet that creates clones with the material it's made of, so you go and blow it up?"
Hopefully, that wouldn't mess up the cloning process, but even if it did, I could just use the Dragon Balls to fix it. I planned to head back to Namek once I was done dealing with the clones, King Cold and Cooler, and the Saiyans, and then customize their Dragon Balls as well. With access to more wishes, I would just wish for more Big Gete Stars anyway, so I could increase the production rate of clones.
"Shut up, imbecile!" Frieza just shot back, his lips twitching up into a smirk, "I don't know who you are, or why you have the same body as me… but you'll regret coming here! This will be your deathbed, moron!"
As if to accentuate his words, there was a rustling of metal above us, and abruptly, a figure came hurtling down from the hole above. He landed in front of me, and next to the other Frieza - and looked nearly exactly the same as both of us, as he was also Frieza. However, it was only 'nearly,' because I was finally seeing the results of Frieza rushing the cloning process, as this one had one metallic arm and one metallic leg.
However, he wasn't alone. That one figure turned into two as another Frieza clone came crashing down and landed next to him, and then another, and then another, and another. Frieza clone after Frieza clone came down through the hole, and the crowd of clones in front of me went from two to twenty in a few seconds, and then thirty, forty, and finally nearly fifty.
Seriously, were they all just waiting up there for this? I assumed they were training, as most of them were at least double, if not more, of the original Frieza's power level, but how did they all get here so quickly? Were they looking out for that explosion like it was the Bat signal? The clones made a damn Frieza signal?!
Should I make a Frieza signal?
Most of the clones, that being nearly all of them, had some parts of them that were clearly rushed - a metallic arm here, missing an entire eye there, and some were even missing entire limbs. Frieza was clearly going for quantity over quality. Not that it would matter, anyway - quality or quantity, they would all die anyway. Letting even one Frieza run around freely was simply too dangerous.
"Too afraid to fight me alone, huh?" I mused, smirking lightly as that only pissed the original Frieza clone off, his face twisting in anger as I prodded at his pride, "How is it that we share the same body, and yet you're such a bitch?"
"Shut up! Just kill him!" The original Frieza clone hissed, and he launched forward to lead the charge, his fist raised in anger.
"Kill me? You wish," I chuckled, casually snapping my hand up and catching his fist, and then whipping his arm back to chuck him back into the rest of the clones, who also started to charge forward, "I'll show you the difference between the original, and a cheap, metal copy."
In a single, split second, a golden sheen formed around my body, my Ki spiked through the roof, and the death of the clones was confirmed. The ground under me shifted, denting around my feet from the weight of my aura, and the split-second jump in power caused all the clones to stop abruptly, eyes going wide as they were stunned.
Unfortunately for them, this wasn't a viewing gallery, and I didn't have time to waste aura-farming with a bunch of soon-to-be-dead clones. With King Cold and Cooler running amok in Otherworld, and the Saiyans waiting on Planet Frieza, I was actually on a pretty tight schedule. My legs tensed, and I shot forward.
I appeared in front of the first one, and my palm grabbed the front of his shocked face, and then I squeezed - crushing his head in an explosion of sparks. I chucked the corpse to the side uncaringly, as my leg lashed out, connecting with the side of another clone, but cleaving straight through it, as if my leg were a blade.
The rest of the clones quickly recovered from their shock and lunged forward in a massive, chaotic wave. In response, I made room between us and made things easier for myself. My body tensed, and a pulse of ki shot outward - not enough to kill them, as I was worried about damaging the Big Gete Star anymore, but just enough to send all of the charging bodies skidding backwards from the force.
They stumbled backwards, with many of the weaker ones being sent crashing into the walls from the power of my 'light' Ki burst. I lunged forward, landing between the two nearest clones, and both my hands shot up. With my left hand, I casually caught one's wrist as it swung a punch towards my face, holding his hand without any effort as if he was just a tantruming child, and with my right, I flicked a focused and thin death beam at point-blank range, which shot through the center of the other clone's head and caused it to collapse before it could even react.
I swung the clone whose wrist I was holding upward, sending him soaring into the air before I simply opened my palm and then squeezed it shut. As I did, the clone's body expanded outward for just a split second, and then exploded into a shower of sparks.
Another clone lunged at me from the side in the meantime, but I stepped to the side and then slammed my palm directly into its face. The clone's head popped clean off its neck - being beheaded in a crinkle of metal. Its torso continued forward for a second as its momentum carried, and then collapsed into a smoking heap.
Another tried to tackle me from the side, apparently not learning from what I had just done to another clone, so I grabbed its charging shoulder and used its momentum to flip it over my shoulder - casually chucking the clone behind me, and towards Android 18.
"You can have this one," I hummed, not waiting for her response, as the clones charged forward again and were a bit more coordinated this time.
A volley of Ki blasts shot towards me, converging on me as nearly ten purple Ki balls were intent on burning through me. I didn't even flinch, just flexing my power casually as they approached, and my own, much stronger, Ki flung outward - shoving back the Ki-blasts, and disintegrated them in an instant. Then, I vanished and appeared in the middle of the group with Instant Transmission.
I raised my hand as they turned to me, letting it become flat. Then, as if I were holding a knife, I shot forward - and, a second later, four heads were disconnected from their necks. They fell behind me in a pool of blood as more blood dripped down my palm, and I could see the clones starting to grow nervous, even a bit fearful, as clone after clone was easily destroyed.
"Just die!" The original Frieza clone hissed, lunging at me with a raised fist, which I casually slipped around. As I did, I lashed out, grabbing his tail mid-swing, and twisted my wrist until the base of his tail snapped with a wet crunch.
"A-RAGHH!" He screamed in pain as I ripped his tail off his body in a spurt of blood, but I put him out of his pain quickly as I gave him a straight, clean thrust to the sternum. My blow cut straight through him and created a hole in his torso - then, a moment later, he fell, twitching, with one final gasp of pain.
For a moment, the clones were stock-still and silent as fear coursed through them. They were arrogant, bastardized versions of Frieza, and as such, they were more than a bit horrified as they watched the other Friezas get murdered ruthlessly. As I would expect from the prideful, arrogant, and selfish tyrant, the Friezas did one of the smartest things they could do in this situation.
They ran.
The first one moved as its legs tensed, and then, without a word, it shot straight upward - heading up into the hole that they had entered through, and blasting away as fast as they could. I couldn't blame him for trying to live to see another day, but at the same time, I wasn't going to let that happen.
I raised my finger boredly as the others started to follow his lead, lunging not at me, but away from me to try and escape. In response, my finger glowed, and my hand flicked around in a blur. The fun was over, and in under a second, a Ki-bullet had streamed through every Frieza clone in the room, excluding the one 18 was fighting. Their fleeing bodies were ripped through, and their momentum was halted as they stumbled forward, and piles of clone corpses filled the room. Then, I vanished with Instant Transmission and appeared in the hole the final Frieza clone was fleeing through - and promptly shot a bullet through his head from above.
I casually floated back down the hole as the corpse fell much quicker under me, landing back in the large square room, which had grown quiet. Where fifty clones had once stood, they were now all collapsed in piles of bodies.
I casually strode through the wreckage, stepping over a crushed steel face here, a corpse lying in a puddle of blood there, and finally reached Android 18 - who was also finishing up.
"You gave me a weak one, didn't you?" She asked dryly, as she was holding up the Frieza clone by its neck, and it was squirming in her grip, "You should've saved me another one at least!"
Her hand shot forward, smashing through its insides in a spark of electricity, and I just chuckled.
"That one was actually pretty strong," I countered, shaking my head lightly, "He really rushed the production."
The one I had given Android 18 was still around two hundred million in power level, even as he had an unfinished arm. The clones had definitely suffered from rushing the production - not that it would've mattered. There could've been a thousand fully-finished clones here, and they still wouldn't have stood a chance against me.
Luckily, the Frieza-clone problem had been snuffed out pretty quickly, so there wasn't any real damage done here from Goku's wish. However, if I had given them time to train, then this could've been seriously bad. I'll need to be more careful with the wishes in the future.
"Now," I hummed, casually cracking my knuckles as I glanced at Android 18, "Let's go to Otherworld, shall we?"
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Unbeknownst to me, far away from the Big Gete Star at the moment, there existed one problem. On this day, I killed 50 clones.
But what I didn't know was that there were truly 51 clones - nor that the clone I had killed was not truly the original one who had been revived.
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AN: Dun dun dun! The original Frieza will return! …just maybe not in the way you expect…
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