My Dragon Ball Ascension

[Proto Man]

Frieza edged his way towards the ominous cabin and tilted his head to the side as the screams died off slowly. With a smile growing across his white-skinned visage, the prince darted his way up the bare, dirt path and kicked down the rather feeble door to the cabin. Laughing profusely, the changeling gallivanted into the abode and immediately attempted to locate the humans.

“Who the fuck are you?” The deep, masculine voice came from the kitchen region of the structure. Turning his head, Frieza laughed at the clever-wielding redneck and mocking pointed a finger in his direction.

“Are all your hominids this fucking retarded?” The transformer mocked as a cylinder of violet ki exploded forth from his extended digit and punched a neat hole through the ingrate’s breastbone. The under-evolved monkey spit up some blood as his knees crumbled below his massive girth and the last fleeting remnants of his slowly and painfully slipped away.

Giggling like a schoolboy, the changeling brought his foot down on the human’s head and groaned at the orgasmic sound of his victim’s skull crushing beneath his boot. With his ‘foe’ vanquished, the transformer stepped over the mess and walked into the kitchen to find another earthling tied down to a chair with several feet of rope. The coils seemed to have been pulled away from certain locations to allow for easy access to those hard to reach regions.

“Help me…” the female moaned painfully as Frieza walked into her field of vision. The prince quickly noted several bruises and cuts on her face and half-naked body. “That man, he—”

“Shut the fuck up,” Frieza declared, punching his fist through the woman’s defiled chest. The changeling closed his hands around the human’s heart and closed his fingers around the organ until its rhythmic beating came to an end. When the enjoyment finally ran out, the prince yanked the entire circulatory system out through the earthling’s chest and smashed the heart in his fist.

With his free hand, the deposed royalty wiped a few beads of blood away from his face that he couldn’t reach with his tongue. Throwing the organ aside and kicking the corpse’s head clean away from its neck, Frieza made his way out of the tiny, backwater cabin. On his way out, he made a brief pause so that he could properly dispose of the hideous building with a deluge of ki blasts.

“I need something entertaining and fast,” the prince muttered, wiping his tail on the ground behind him in frustration. It did not even bother the young warrior that he had been replaced by a fake, stabbed and beaten by his own guards, and thrown from his homeworld. He could simply go back there and beat the living hell out of everyone, but to be indirectly exiled to Earth? That was a bitch.

Out of any planet in the North Galaxy, the vessel Frieza had jumped into was programmed for Earth. Not Vegeta, Namek, or anywhere vaguely interesting with a population that fought back…Earth. The very notion pissed off the changeling in ways that he did not previously believe possible. Why the fuck do humans have to be so goddamn brittle?

“Fuck this planet!” Frieza roared, throwing his hands forward and unleashing a wave of ki deep into the patch of trees that lay before him. The explosion failed to alleviate the young royalty’s aggravation, but it did make his fingers and palms feel all tingly. At least he could get some enjoyment out of that sensation—the sensation that meant something was destroyed or someone had just been murdered.

The road was going to be long and arduous, but that tiny little shred of patience that was usually locked away in the back of Frieza’s mind whispered words of reassurance to him as he made his way through the woods. In all actuality, the changeling knew that he really did not have to be that upset about his situation, because he was going to have a fun time on Earth.

“I am Frieza!” He screamed, raising his fists and cackling at nothing and no one in particular. “And I am fucking infamous!” Descending into a fit of manic laughter, the prince slowly made his way down the trail once more.