Elder Guru, the ancient and wise patriarch of the Namekian people, sat atop his throne, his immense presence serene despite the chaos threatening his world. Goku, Gohan, Krillin, Bulma, and Bell stood before him, their expressions a mix of reverence and anticipation.
"You have shown great courage," Guru said, his voice deep and resonant. "As a reward for your efforts, I shall unlock your true potentials."
He gestured for Gohan to approach first. Guru placed his large hand on the young Saiyan's head, and a wave of energy surged through Gohan's body. The boy's power spiked dramatically, his youthful frame trembling as newfound strength coursed through him.
One by one, Guru repeated the process for the group.
Goku felt his already formidable strength magnify exponentially. His body thrummed with energy, and a confident grin spread across his face.
Krillin, though humble in his expectations, was stunned by the increase in his power, feeling a new determination ignite within him.
Bulma, initially hesitant, gasped as her mind expanded. Thoughts raced in perfect synchrony, her intellect evolving to levels she had never imagined. Her power level, though modest compared to the fighters, surged to a surprising 100, making her far more formidable than she ever thought possible.
Bell stepped forward last, bowing respectfully. When Guru touched his head, Bell's already immense power exploded like a silent starburst, an aura of calm yet overwhelming energy surrounding him. Even Guru seemed intrigued by the depths of Bell's potential.
"You are unlike any being I have encountered," Guru murmured, his tone filled with curiosity.
Bell nodded. "I'm grateful for your gift. I'll use it wisely."
As the group stepped outside, the serene Namekian air was shattered by an enraged shriek. Frieza descended from the sky, his hover chair landing with a metallic thud. His crimson eyes burned with fury as his tail lashed violently.
"You wretched pests!" Frieza spat, his voice dripping with disdain. "How dare you meddle in my affairs! You're nothing more than insects beneath my feet, and I will crush you!"
The group tensed, ready for battle, but before anyone could move, a familiar voice cut through the tension.
"Frieza!" Vegeta roared, his energy flaring as he shot toward the tyrant. "Your reign ends here!"
Before anyone could stop him, Vegeta grabbed Frieza and sped off to a distant plateau.
High above the Namekian cliffs, Vegeta confronted Frieza with all his might. His punches landed with incredible force, each blow fueled by his Saiyan pride and desperate need for vengeance.
"You'll pay for what you've done to my people!" Vegeta bellowed, his attacks relentless.
Frieza, however, barely seemed fazed. He deflected Vegeta's strikes with ease, a mocking smile on his face. "Oh, Vegeta, you really are amusing. Did you truly think you could defeat me?"
With a flick of his wrist, Frieza sent Vegeta crashing into the ground. The Saiyan prince staggered to his feet, bloodied but undeterred. His final assault was a desperate, all-out attack, but Frieza's power was overwhelming.
In the end, Vegeta lay broken and beaten, his body barely clinging to life.
Frieza returned to the group, his expression cold and disdainful. Vegeta's limp form was tossed aside like a discarded toy.
Bulma, trembling, instinctively moved behind Bell, clutching his arm for comfort. "What are we going to do?" she whispered, her voice filled with fear.
Bell placed a reassuring hand on hers, his tone calm and steady. "Stay close to the others. We'll handle this."
Bulma's heart raced, but Bell's unwavering confidence eased her panic. She found herself inexplicably drawn to his strength and composure.
Goku stepped forward, his eyes locked on Frieza. "You've done enough, Frieza. This ends now."
Frieza chuckled darkly. "Oh, you're welcome to try, monkey."
Goku lunged at Frieza, their clash shaking the ground beneath them. His martial arts skill allowed him to keep pace despite the disparity in raw power.
"Kaio-Ken!" Goku shouted, his aura flaring red. The sudden burst of energy gave him the edge, and he landed a series of powerful blows.
Frieza growled in frustration. "You're stronger than I expected. I suppose I'll have to get serious."
To the group's horror, Frieza's body began to morph. He skipped his second form entirely, transitioning directly to his grotesque, spike-covered third form.
"This is the power you've forced me to use," Frieza sneered, his voice distorted. "Feel honored."
The transformed Frieza overwhelmed Goku, his attacks swift and brutal. The Saiyan was knocked to the ground, blood dripping from his lips.
Seeing his father fall, Gohan's energy surged uncontrollably. His aura flared as he charged at Frieza, landing a powerful punch to the tyrant's face.
For a moment, it seemed as though Gohan's rage might turn the tide, but Frieza quickly regained control. He swatted the boy away, leaving him unconscious.
Krillin, desperate to save his friends, tried to intervene, but Frieza's sadistic smile returned. With a wave of his hand, Krillin was lifted into the air by telekinesis.
"Such a pathetic little creature," Frieza mocked before driving an energy spike through Krillin's stomach. The human fell lifeless to the ground, his body still.
The sight of Krillin's death ignited something within both Goku and Bell.
Goku's aura erupted into golden flames, his hair standing on end and glowing bright yellow. His eyes shifted to a piercing green as he ascended into the legendary Super Saiyan form.
Bell's energy, however, turned dark and ominous, his aura a deep purple as it transformed into destroyer energy. His mismatched eyes gleamed with calm fury.
The two stood side by side, their power shaking the planet itself.
Bell's voice was steady but filled with resolve. "Take Krillin's body and go. We'll handle this."
The group obeyed, retreating with heavy hearts and leaving the battlefield to the three titans.
As the Z-Fighters fled, Goku and Bell faced Frieza. The tyrant sneered, his confidence shaken but not broken.
"You think your little transformations will save you?" Frieza snarled.
Goku and Bell exchanged a glance, their determination unwavering.
"We don't think," Bell said, his voice calm. "We know."
To be continued...