Raditz's ship soared through the starry expanse, its interior bathed in the soft hum of the engine. He leaned back in the pilot's seat, staring at the readouts. The previous battles and his Oozaru transformation had left him exhilarated yet contemplative.
The Frieza Force had underestimated him, and their scattered outposts were now little more than debris. But this was only the beginning. His focus now was on mastering his newfound power and preparing for what lay ahead.
Raditz arrived on a desolate planet with harsh conditions: raging storms, scorching deserts, and freezing nights. It was the perfect environment to push his body to its limits.
Each day, he trained relentlessly. He refined his techniques, combining the precision of his new abilities with the raw strength of his Saiyan heritage. His "Storm Barrage" technique, where he unleashed a flurry of rapid ki strikes, was now faster and more destructive. The "Eradicator Beam," his ultimate attack, had become more compact and efficient, capable of leveling entire mountains without excessive energy drain.
Between training sessions, he meditated, focusing on the memories of his Oozaru transformation. He visualized the beast within, attempting to integrate its raw power with his controlled fighting style.
In the far reaches of Frieza's empire, whispers of Raditz's exploits continued to spread. One of the strongest commanders remaining, Captain Grex, had been dispatched to stop him. Grex was a towering alien with thick, armored skin and an infamous reputation for his brutal tactics.
Sitting aboard his flagship, Grex scowled as he reviewed the reports.
"This Saiyan… he's a pest," Grex growled. "Destroying outposts, slaughtering my men. He thinks he's invincible."
A subordinate approached hesitantly. "Sir, reports indicate his power level is beyond anything we've encountered from a Saiyan. It might be better to regroup—"
Grex slammed his fist onto the console, shattering it. "Coward! I will crush him myself and end this nonsense. Set course for the next outpost he'll likely target!"
Raditz was perched atop a cliff, overlooking a Frieza Force outpost nestled in a canyon. The soldiers below scrambled, likely aware of his reputation by now. He smirked, his tail flicking behind him.
"Let's see how long they last this time," he muttered, leaping down.
But as he approached, a massive energy signature flared on his scouter. He halted mid-air, his eyes narrowing.
"So, they've finally sent someone worth my time," he mused.
A loud crash shook the canyon as Grex's flagship landed. The alien commander stepped out, his massive frame dwarfing the other soldiers.
"So, you're the Saiyan," Grex said, his deep voice echoing. "I've been looking forward to this."
Raditz landed lightly on the ground, his arms crossed. "You'll regret finding me."
Grex laughed, his armored body glowing faintly as he powered up. "Big words for a monkey."
Raditz's smirk vanished, replaced by a scowl. "You'll eat those words, alien scum."
Grex lunged forward, his speed surprising for someone his size. Raditz dodged the initial blow but was caught off-guard by a follow-up attack, a powerful punch that sent him skidding across the ground.
Raditz recovered quickly, a crimson aura enveloping him. He counterattacked with a series of rapid strikes, each one landing with devastating force. Grex, however, seemed to absorb the blows, his armored skin barely cracking.
"Is that all you've got?" Grex taunted, grabbing Raditz by the arm and slamming him into the ground.
Raditz growled, energy surging through his body. He unleashed a massive ki blast point-blank, finally forcing Grex to release him.
The two warriors clashed again, their attacks shaking the very ground beneath them. Grex's brute strength was matched by Raditz's speed and technique, neither giving an inch.
As the battle raged on, Raditz began to see the flaws in Grex's fighting style. The alien relied too much on his armor and strength, leaving him vulnerable to precise attacks.
Raditz feigned a stumble, baiting Grex into charging. At the last second, Raditz sidestepped, delivering a devastating kick to the back of Grex's knee. The alien roared in pain, stumbling forward.
Taking advantage, Raditz unleashed his Storm Barrage, the rapid ki strikes overwhelming Grex's defenses. The final blow came in the form of the Eradicator Beam, which pierced through Grex's armor and sent him crashing into the canyon wall.
Grex struggled to stand, his body battered and smoking. "Impossible… How could a Saiyan… be this strong?"
Raditz stepped forward, his expression cold. "This is the difference between brute strength and true power."
With a final, decisive blast, Raditz ended the fight.
As Raditz prepared to leave the canyon, he noticed the night sky growing brighter. A massive moon began to rise, its light illuminating the battlefield.
Raditz froze, feeling the familiar pull of the Oozaru transformation. He clenched his fists, struggling to suppress it. But the moon's size and intensity were unlike anything he'd encountered before.
"No… not here," he muttered, his voice strained.
Despite his efforts, his body began to change. Muscles bulged, his frame grew, and his vision blurred as the beast within him emerged once more.
The transformation completed, Raditz roared, his Oozaru form towering over the canyon. But this time, he didn't panic. He focused on the lessons from his training, channeling his energy to maintain control.
"Focus… I can do this," he thought, his massive hands trembling.
Gradually, the rage subsided. The Oozaru's wild movements became deliberate, its attacks precise. Raditz had done it—he had mastered the beast.
Looking down at the ruined canyon, he smirked. "A useful tool, but one I must wield carefully."
As dawn broke, Raditz reverted to his normal form, exhausted but triumphant. He had not only defeated a powerful foe but also gained greater control over his Saiyan heritage.