Great end! And those cliffhangers are chilling...ekrolo2 wrote:After nearly a month of absence, the final chapter titled "Victory" is here! I want to thank everyone for taking the time to read this and I hope to see you all for the sequel
Spoiler:Earth, The Lookout
"That bastard!" Roars Vegeta at the top of his lungs as his aura flares up alongside his seething anger. The tiles on the floor of the Lookout snap from the ground begin hovering up into the air as the whole structure begins to shake with his growing power. Tien and Chiaotzu take a step back, even though they cannot sense his energy any longer, the sheer speed and force of the quaking Lookout alone is enough to give them an idea of it.
Wanting to figure out the cause of this disturbance, the other fighters along with Dende and Mister Popo quickly run out to the Lookout's exterior where they see the still furious Vegeta power up. A mighty gust of wind starts to surround the Saiyan Prince, nearly knocking the others off their feet.
"Damn it..." Mutters Piccolo, placing his arms in front to shield himself. "Vegeta! Stop this now before you bring the whole tower down!"
Hearing the Namekian's plea, Vegeta turns his head around to find them all just barely holding on for dear life as the wind continues pushing them back further and further. Closing his eyes, he taking a long and deep breath and quickly lowers his power down, ending his destructive effect on the Lookout.
The others with the exception of the still and silent Goku all manage to relax as well. Taking deep breaths, they approach the still visibly angry Vegeta as he continues looking up into the sky, no doubt following the battle between Beerus and Freeza. "Mind explaining what that tantrum was all about?" Piccolo questions, in no mood for any of the Princes behavior, not after everything that's happened today.
"Its Lord Beerus," Says Goku in a low, distant voice as he still looks up into the sky, not turning to face his friends. "He's beaten Freeza."
Like an uncomfortable question, the statement hangs in the air with none of them initially reacting to it. Instead, they stare at Goku in silence, their lips slowly twisting into smiles along with their brightening up faces. Most of them burst out into cheers, laughing and smiling at the news. Despite the loss of their mentor and old friend Roshi, Yamcha, Krillin, Chiaotzu and Tien all cannot contain their enthusiasm, pleased that Freeza paid for what he's done. Even Piccolo smirks and lets out a chuckle, satisfied that the Namekian's deaths have been avenged.
He quickly notices, however, that Goku and Vegeta aren't pleased with this news, not one bit. He figures Vegeta's simply angry over not being able to finish off Freeza himself, not surprising but then again not completely unjustified reaction given his history with the tyrant. What truly kills his short-lived enthusiasm is Goku's reaction to the news. None smile, no satisfied look on his face, nothing but the same pained expression he's had since arriving here.
Piccolo briefly considers that Goku is also disheartened similar to Vegeta. For he watched Freeza snap Roshi's neck right in front of him, perhaps he wanted to exact revenge personally. But then he remembers how managed to show the tyrant mercy on Namek even after he witnessed Freeza murderer Krillin as well. In a state where he was quite far from rational or composed.
No... something else has gone wrong... Piccolo concludes, his smile and enthusiasm quickly fading only to be replaced by an uneasy feeling of foreboding. "What is it?" He asks Goku plainly, noticing how he immediately tenses upon hearing Piccolo's voice. He lowers his head and hesitantly turns to face the Namekian still not finding the courage to look him in the eye.
"Goku," Piccolo states while taking a few steps forward. "What is it?"
Like a nervous child after doing something he shouldn't have, Goku manages to look him in the eye, his expression still pained and following a nervous gulp he says. "Freeza... He's kidnaped the boys..."
Instantly their cheering dies upon hearing the words escape his lips. With a slow uncertainty, their smiles vanish and they look to Goku who can only meet their gazes for a split second before quickly looking away. "While... While the two of us were gone and you were fighting in the city... Freeza went after the boys, and he's taken them as hostages. Somewhere."
"That's why Videl ran inside the Lookout crying..." Comments Dende quietly, remembering the brief glimpse of her tear-ridden face before she went inside with Mister Satan and Buu.
"And why neither of them came to help us when the city came under attack," Tien mutters, his spirit equally shattered from this news like most of them present with the exceptions of Vegeta and Piccolo who practically fume with quiet, barely contained anger. Furious that even after being rid of him, Freeza still found one last way to torment them for who knows how long until they track down the boys. If they manage to track them down at all. A cynical thought rarely to cross any of their minds, but after today's events, one would be hard-pressed to be anything but cynical.
"Hey wait a minute!" Chiaotzu speaks up, getting everyone's attention. "Couldn't we use the Dragon Balls to find out where they are? Or even teleport them back home?"
A brief glimmer of hope is kindled by his idea until Dende shoots it down. "I'm afraid that won't work. While you were all fighting, I sensed that someone had summoned Shenron, no doubt Freeza using him to destroy... You know what. After he was finished I sensed six of the balls disperse across the planet as they should... but I lost track of the seventh."
"Lost track?" Yamcha repeats, not entirely sure what the young Namekian means.
"Being the re-creator of the Dragon Balls, I'm deeply connected to them which is what lets me know where they are and if they're being used. As I said, the others dispersed as usual but the seventh was stopped dead at the summoning spot."
"Freeza, snatched it out of the air," States Goku. "I pulled it off when I was just a boy, with his speed, it would be a cinch for Freeza to pull off."
"That's probably the case yes. I still sensed the ball as it was going off in the world but then, somewhere near the moon it just vanished. Freeza and his army must've figured out a way to block their energies from me. It's likely even the Dragon Radar can't find it now."
"One Dragon Ball," Piccolo utters with his fists clenched. "He could've taken the whole set or two or three. But he purposefully took just the one to toy with us even from beyond the grave..." His nails drive into the flesh of his hand, causing it to bleed. "And now we can't summon Shenron to bring back the boys or to restore at least some of the Namekian's back to life..."
"We don't even have a single one of Freeza's men left to interrogate for information either," Tien points out. "Even a low-level grunt might've helped steer us in the right direction at the very least."
"Rest assured, Whis and Beerus will get a piece of my mind for that," Vegeta states matter of factly while crossing his arms. "I told that glorified butler to stop Beerus from finishing of Freeza before we could interrogate him. Now we'll have to scour the entire galaxy. And only that much if we're lucky."
"My sincerest apologies Prince Vegeta," The sincere voice of Whis echoes through their minds out of nowhere, catching them all surprise by surprise. "I did honestly try to reason with Beerus about your predicament with the aid of King Kai here, but," He lets out an exasperated sigh. "There's simply no reasoning with him when that temper of his takes over. He couldn't even hear my call until the deed had already been done."
"Don't waste your breath apologizing to them Whis. Freeza was a threat to the balance and he had to be put down, regardless of whatever captives his army may have in their grasp." Dismisses the God of Destruction with a tired yet furious tone to his voice, earning the ire of all present on the Lookout.
"We needed him alive just long enough at least extract a scrap of information, anything to help us find the boys!" Yells Vegeta with his aura flaring up once more. "You had no right damn you!"
"I had no right?" Beerus repeats with an amused tone. "I am Beerus! The God of Destruction! I have the divine right to do whatever I wish in this universe by whatever means I deem fit of accomplishing it!" He repeats with a cold, threatening voice that sends shivers down the spines of all listening bar Whis who's gotten more than used to it.
"I could've just as easily deemed you and your planet unworthy of my timely intervention and simply left you to your self-constructed dooms. But I didn't, I put my own life along with the balance of the universe at risk to save one measly planet. And you've got the gall to spit in the face of my generosity?!"
His yell makes all on the Lookout take a step back as if he were actually standing there yelling at them in person. "You, the pack of incompetent fools who's carelessness made all of this possible! You stand there and blame me for failing your children?! No Vegeta, you all failed them through your poor actions and willing in action to properly safeguard the Earth, unleashing a potentially catastrophic threat, not just in this universe, but the entire multiverse itself! If you left but a single Dragon Ball in the care of even your weakest fighters, none of this would've come to pass and this pitiful state you find yourselves in would've been averted."
A deafening silence follows his long yet scathingly accurate outburst. A quiet yet honest acknowledgment of his points and all their mistakes that've allowed this to happen. Not for the first time today, some of them begin questioning why exactly they would be so careless with something as potentially dangerous as the Dragon Balls, especially given the threats that have come to Earth these past decades.
Has arrogance driven their decisions, born from their continually mounting successes? Could it just be genuine carelessness? Or perhaps a knowing combination of the two, one spurned by the desire for them to knowingly allow stronger and stronger opponents to come and attack the planet? Opponents with which to continue testing their limits. The last thought particularly hangs over Goku and Vegeta, the one who would desire such a scenario the most consequences be damned, even if they mean nothing ill by it.
"Mourn the fallen warriors of Earth," Beerus breaks the silence with, the tone of his voice somewhat softening up from before. "Heal your wounds, rest up and do whatever you must to fix the fallout from this disaster. But know this, if anything like this should come to pass again and your foolishness is to blame for it once more, you'd best let yourselves get killed lest I get my claws on you."
With that warning delivered, Beerus and Whis break their psychic communication with the other and begin the journey back towards their Temple in the far reaches of the cosmos, leaving the Earth's warriors once more in an awkward silence. One quickly broken by an equally awkward throat clear courtesy of the still present King Kai.
"I'll keep a lookout for the boys energies," The deity promises in an attempt to make the situation less hopeless. "If I pick on anything I'll let you know immediately."
"Yeah... Thanks, King Kai..." Is all Goku or anyone else tells him before he too ends his communication with all of them. With a tired sigh, he rubs the back of his head and walks closer to the edge of the Lookout as the sun finally sets off in the distance.
"I need to tell Chi-Chi what's happened," He turns to the others. "We'll meet up first thing tomorrow morning and figure out where to go from here, alright? I think we've had a long enough day as is."
With a defeated sigh, Vegeta nods in agreement. No more eager to break the news to Bulma than Goku is to Chi-Chi. Especially after seeing how Videl reacted. Krillin hesitantly looks back to the doorway of the structure, not entirely sure whether or not to simply leave Roshi's body there until Yamcha puts his hand on his shoulder, getting the monks attention.
"We'll look after him," He gives him a reassuring smile along with Tien and Chiaotzu. "Get back to your family man, Marron's gonna need a shoulder to cry one when she hears about it."
Nodding in agreement, he and the two Saiyan's depart from the Lookout, their white streaks of energy splitting apart the night sky as they fly towards their homes. Yet, when in the past they did this after a battle of these stakes, they returned happy and victorious. Not today, however, not today.
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A day later, Beerus' Temple
"Do you need some assistance Lord Beerus?" Inquires Whis as he stands next to the steamy a large pool of hot, steaming water located in the temples bathing chamber. In front of him walks a sighing, visibly tired and injured Beerus though walks is a strong word for it. Like a shambling zombie, he forces himself forward with one foot, dragging the other limp leg along, driving his nails into a wall close by to keep himself from falling down.
A large towel covers his lower body, hiding the bandage covering the large hole where Freeza blasted him through the now practically useless leg. His upper body too is covered in blood smeared bandages including his ear where the now dead tyrant bit a chunk of it off. He draws quiet, raspy breaths and stares at the warm, welcoming water with half-lidded, tired eyes.
"Lord Beerus? Do you require-"
"I don't need anything!" He snaps at his attendant, flailing his left arm at such speed it forms a gust of wind which dissipates the accumulated smoke in the hallway. Sensing his masters still foul mood, Whis remains quiet, simply observing his master and former pupil as he clumsily tries to enter the pool with pained winces escaping his lips. His tired body aches from his injuries, making him feel more old and tired than he has in many, many millions of years.
After taking so long to long to simply sit down and dip his toes into the pool, Beerus takes a deep breath and hurls himself face first into the water. Moments later he bursts forth from the water, splashing Whis with the water much to the attendants annoyance as the feline God checks some of his wounds
"I still don't get why you bothered putting these bandages on me, the waters already healing my wounds just fine."
Whis finishes removing the splashes of water covering his face with a handkerchief. "I couldn't let your blood dirty my nice clean floor, not with the amount of time I spend keeping this place tidy."
"Hmm," Beerus grumbles as he tries to enjoy the warm water revitalizing his tired body along with the refreshing scent of herbs placed all throughout the room by Whis before he arrived. Yet despite the smile present on his face, the troublesome nagging feeling he's had ever since waking up continues to plague him, like a bone stuck between his teeth, perpetually irritating him.
"If that's all Lord Beerus, I shall take my leave to prepare your room for slumber. By the looks of things you sorely need it."
"More than you can imagine."
"Then humbly request that you try to stay awake in the pool, you know how... destructive you can get in your sleep."
"Fine."
Whis' eyes narrow at his former pupil. "Lord Beerus..." He repeats with a sterner tone.
The feline lets out an annoyed sigh and lowers his head at his attendant. "I promise I will try not to fall asleep in the pool and accidentally blow it up again."
With a sigh, Whis accepts this promise and promptly takes his leave of the baths towards the slumbering chamber, leaving Beerus to his own devices for a little while. He swims towards a wall at the edge of the pool and leans his back against it. The sweet scent in the room coupled with the soothing, hot water quickly makes his eyes slowly close themselves as he relaxes from it all, carrying him away to the land of dreams.
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The metallic taste of blood fills Beerus' mouth as he lays burrowed in the dirt ridden ground, small drops of trickling out of his lips as he struggles to keep his head up, the pain in it keeping him in a perpetual state of blacking in and out of consciousness. He tries to lift his hands with his paws crashing back down limply after only remaining up for a second. An agonizing pain covers him from head to toe, his muscles weak, his bones broken both within and outside his body.
His sight fails him, the semi-black outs leaving it muddled and confusing. Yet even in this jumbled mess, a lone figure stands prominently, a shadowy warrior walking slowly towards him with a black aura resembling fire twisting and turning all around him. Besides that, he can recognize no other discernible features. No peculiar hair or body shape or tail. Just a simple muscular humanoid approaching him with each stop making the ground shake.
A terrible sense of dread fills the wounded warriors heart upon spotting this figure. Despite his memory seemingly blank, he simply knows this shadowy being is to blame for his injuries. He grits his teeth, trying to force his body up to keep fighting, yet as before, it fails him, simply too damaged to be of any use. This does little to deter the wounded warrior, for he finds another way of attacking in the form of an eye beam.
The shadowy being merely swats it away with a casual flick of his wrist and keeps marching on. The wounded fighter tries again, yet now his ki reserves are depleted as he can produce not even the faintest of blasts. With an annoyed grunt, he lowers his head back down, his jaw firmly clenched as the sound of footsteps grows closer and louder with each passing moment. Then it stops.
Looking up, he spots the shadow looms over him, the entire world around them consumed by his growing flame, all but the wounded one. With the last bit of strength he has left, he tells his adversary. "Do it... Take your... Bloody vengeance..."
"Everyone gets what's coming to them," The shadow states with venom and anger in his distorted voice, raising his hand and placing it merely a foot away from the wounded ones as a large ball of black ki-forms in it. As the attack grows, its light illuminates all around it, revealing a golden flame burning all around the defeated Beerus. It is not until the figures true form is revealed, a familiar figure clad in gray PTO armor with spiky golden hair and stern, green eyes staring down at him. The eyes of the vengeful Prince Vegeta.
"Even you, Beerus," Is all the Super Saiyan tells him before unleashing his Big Bang Attack, engulfing the downed Beerus entirely with his horrid screams of pain echoing throughout the cosmos for all the universe to hear. For what seems like an eternity, he burns and burns and burns, yet no release comes to him. Nothing but the piercing eyes of Vegeta and the constantly, blue wave Ki destroying him for all time. It is not until a sharp, quick jab in the back of his neck suddenly sends a surge down his neck and allows the release of death to finally swallow him whole.
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Beerus' Temple
A horrid cough escapes the felines lips with his eyes shooting up as he desperately tries to get all the water out of his throat. His heart races in his chest, ringing in his ears as he takes a deep breath after a deep breath. He looks down to find his own hands violently shaking beyond his control in and out of the water with a nauseating feeling eating away at his gut.
"Lord Beerus?"
With a quick snap of his head to the left, he finds Whis kneeling next to him with a concerned look on his face, instantly putting Beerus at ease. "I should've known you'd fall asleep anyway."
"F-fall asleep?"
"Yes, and by the looks of things you had quite a nasty nightmare. Had I not sensed your Ki rise from the stress of it, your explosion wave would've surely caused a great deal of damage to the temple."
The truth will be revealed you know, and when it, he will kill you for it.
Freeza's words echo throughout the confines of his mind, confirming what he already knew yet was too afraid to admit. It's no dream or nightmare... but a premonition...
"Lord Beerus?" Whis call out to him once more, growing more and more concerned by his blank stare at his own reflection in the water.
"Is my bed ready?" He asks with a distant tone to his voice.
"Good," He sharply gets back on his feet, placing both his arms behind his back as he levitates out of the pool. "Fetch me my sleeping clothes, I require much rest to restore my strength and not much time to do it."
Not even bothering to hear Whis' answer, Beerus rushes into the vast system of hallways throughout his home, practically running towards his bedchamber in a hurry. As he traverses through the monotonous, stone tunnels, his thoughts return to the final minutes of his battle with Freeza, to the source of his troubles in the near future.
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A day earlier, Mercury
Like a grenade mere moments, while detonating, the surface of Mercury splits asunder as its destabilized core unleashes oceans of lava bursting towards the surface, carving the entire planet to pieces from the inside out. Pillars of flame pierce into the sky as the planets shaking grows stronger and stronger until the accumulated energy unleashes itself outward in a brilliant fiery ball of destructive force, leaving only a gargantuan ball of fire where Mercury once was.
An event such as this would've wiped out most beings in the universe unlucky enough to be caught on the doomed planet, even some of the stronger ones. Not the architects of this planet's destruction, however, it only momentarily stuns the two Gods before they clash once more in the heart of the explosion. Not missing a beat, the two continue clawing and beating on another, completely ignoring the inferno all around them that would make anyone else scream in terror from their burning flesh.
Yet the two Gods are above such concerns, for only they can hurt one another at this moment. Soon, the explosion dissipates from the lack of oxygen in space, replaced by the same stillness of space with the scant rocky remains of Mercury and the blood drawn from two battling deities floating in the void.
Finally, their stalemate is ground to a halt as they both once again punch each other across the face at the exact same time, sending each other flying backward several meters before each landing on a large slab of floating rock. Kneeling down on for a moment to catch their breaths, they stare each other down as blood continues to trickle down from their numerous wounds. An instant later, they vanish out of sight, the speed of their movement so great it breaks the rubble beneath their feet.
Freeza proves to the quicker of the two, managing catch an incoming punch courtesy of Beerus, allowing him to twist it until he can feel bone starting to crack beneath his touch. Smirking upon seeing the feline growl in pain, he raises his free arm, extending its middle and index fingers outward and with a series of rapid, point blank arm swings, unleashed dozens upon dozens of close range Death Waves.
Yet his advantage is quickly cut short when Beerus forces himself through the Ki Slashes and head-butts Freeza directly in his mangled eye, forcing his broken off nail to dig further into it. Were there any oxygen for sound to exist, Freeza yelp of pain would've been heard for miles. The God of Destruction breaks free of the tyrant's grasp and unleashes a barrage of pressure point strikes all over his body.
With his power now lessened following the lengthy battle for Beerus, Freeza's golden exoskeleton starts breaking away from the quick, powerful and precise strikes smashing against it. Entire chunks of it are swiftly broken off with the feline rounding off his attacks by unleashing a pair of point blank Ki Waves one striking Freeza in the face while the other blasting him in the chest.
As he's sent flying backward through the vacuum, Freeza lands on another floating slab, nearly crushing it beneath his feet with the force of his impact. With a pulling motion of his hand directed at Beerus, he uses a reverse kiai to propel the God of Destruction towards him while firing off a series of Death Beams at him with his other hand.
Beerus manages to break himself free of the pull though not before suffering two injuries from the two of the Death Beams slicing the side of his left knee and blowing a tiny chunk of his left forearm off. Grunting in pain, Beerus too thrusts his index finger forward and fires off a trio of his own finger beams much to Freeza's shock. The tyrant succeeds in avoiding the first one though the second takes off half of his toe while the last a piece of his right abdomen.
The two once more find themselves on floating slabs with Freeza finding some difficulty remaining on his with one of his toes now missing. The two slowly get back on their feet from their previous kneeling positions with their backs turned to one another. Dim lights of Ki emit from their index finger as they continue focusing Ki into them. Both deities know this is the deciding moment, for their bodies have been pushed to the limit and now, the God with the quicker and truer aim shall claim victory.
Spinning in place, the two's eyes meet, fixed in mutual glares of disdain as their fingers shoot up towards their respective targets. For a nanosecond, they light up with the firing off the beams and as quickly as it began, its over. What little sense of time they felt before vanishes entirely with everything, even their bodies remaining frozen for what seems like an eternity as even their bodies have failed to properly catch up on what just happened to them.
A violent, blood-filled cough escapes Freeza's mouth, breaking this frozen state with the overlord falling to his knees as his hand immediately goes over a baseball sized hole near his heart in an attempt to halt the profuse bleeding. An injury caused by Beerus' Wrath Beam piercing through the cracked plates on his chests exoskeleton. Beerus, by comparison merely takes a couple of steps back, his hand also covering up the hole piercing through his right shoulder.
Yet he cannot help but smirk despite the pain and faint drops of blood seeping out of his mouth, for he knows it's over. Immediately, he powers back up and charges towards Freeza with the smile never leaving his face and before the tyrant can even get his arms back up, Beerus spin kicks him right in the face. With utter ease, he swats away a sluggish retaliatory punch from Freeza and knees him right in the abdomen with the tyrant coughing up more blood as a result.
With his power quickly plummeting from the debilitating injury, Freeza can do little but muster a meager explosion wave to push Beerus back somewhat, one which quickly makes the pain in his chest even worse. Once more, the God of Destruction comes at him with Freeza attempting to stop him with a high kick. To his shock, however, Beerus catches it and promptly drives his elbow into Freeza's leg, rendering it useless.
Moving in to secure his victory, Beerus takes hold of Freeza's neck with one hand whilst the other grabs him by the side of the face. Immediately the tyrant knows his intent and with the last bit of strength he can muster, uses their closed distance to fires off a succession of quick Emperor's Death Beams. The mere sight of Beerus growling in pain as his stomach is blasted at point blank range puts a smirk back on Freeza's face yet even this last effort isn't enough to delay the inevitable, for Beerus merely forces himself through the pain and with a mix of incredible speed and strength, twists his hands to the sides.
CRACK!
Even with the lack of sound in space and the quick release of his hold, Beerus can hear the snapping of Freeza's neck echo through his ears as the now paralyzed tyrant floats helplessly through the vacuum, his body now rendered entirely useless finds itself pinned back first against one of the remaining slabs of Mercury. A pained expression is smeared across Freeza's face as he tries to make his body move to no avail with the accumulated damage causing his new golden form to fade away entirely.
You put up a good fight Freeza, better than most I've faced. But in the end, your mistake was not remaining in whatever hole you crawled into after your revival. Beerus states telepathically to his finished adversary, no longer seeing the point in mentally protect himself. A great sense of satisfaction overwhelms him, almost completely numbing the pain and aching of his tired body.
Yet the smile on Freeza's face and what can only be described as an inaudible cackle of laughter quickly puts a damper on this. With his eyes narrowing and his smirk vanishing, the God of Destruction instantly feels his infamous temper rise.
Still think you can win do you?
Oh certainly not, this body is quite too damaged to be of any use to me anymore. The tyrant states matter of factly with an utter lack of any desperation, anger or even fear in his voice, instead replaced by... satisfaction. But it doesn't matter, I've accomplished a great deal of what I set out to do here, and if all goes according to plan, I shall have my revenge on you or the Saiyan's or, He mentally chuckles. All three of you.
This time, it is Beerus who chuckles. You won't be enjoying or feeling anything for much longer. For you see Freeza, He begins as a faint, purple aura surrounds him. As the God of Destruction, I have a very rare privilege many would die to have. A privilege granting me to the ability to, for a hefty price from my own energy reserves, erase someone in both body and soul with a special blast reserved only for my kind, the Gods of Destruction.
A sun-like aura ball surrounds the feline God, growing greater and greater with each passing moment until halting at a size roughly the equivalent of the Earth itself. Soon after, the massive energy losses its form, collapsing into a gargantuan vortex of fire aura-like flames which are focused into Beerus' outstretched hand. Their colors and shape morphs from red to blue until finally, upon stabilizing as a tiny orb of Ki the size of a seed, it burns a bright, white.
Any last words? Beerus inquiries with a mocking smirk though Freeza's mental laugh quickly erases it.
The truth will be revealed you know, and when it, he will kill you for it.
Beerus merely raises an eyebrow at this, earning an amused chuckle from Freeza. How quickly an immortal forgets though I suppose it shouldn't be a surprising trait if you're half as old as my father claimed you are. Still, given your apparent interest in the likes of Goku and Vegeta, I would think you'd remember the hand you played in the destruction of their species.
As if stabbed in the back by his most trusted friend, Beerus' expression morphs to one of utter shock only a startling revelation could cause, much to Freeza's glee. Ah, now you remember. Which do you think will Vegeta prefer I wonder? How you sentenced them to death over a petty slight concerning a pillow of all things. Or perhaps how you 'suggested' I greatly hasten my own plans to exterminate them because you couldn't be bothered? Who knows, if you weren't such a petulant child of a God, the Saiyan's might have lived long enough to stand a chance of preventing the swift culling of their species. I'd do anything just to see the look on his face though I suppose yours at the moment will suffice.
The God of Destruction's free hand curls into a tight fist. He won't find out-
Oh, but he will Beerus! Rest assured that he will. For if I cannot see my revenge through to the end alive, then I will exact it from beyond the grave. I've already made the necessary arrangements, now all that's left is to wait for the opportune moment to let him in on our little discussion that fateful day decades ago. The tyrant lets out a violent, blood-filled cough though his smile persists. Unfortunately for you, this day of revelation may not come soon enough. For I know all too well what it's like to live in perpetual fear of something capable of killing me. The sleepless nights, the tormented days. Hours upon hours of horrible visions of your own demise plaguing you constantly, driving you slowly into madness as a horrid, spiteful and sadistic little voice in your head repeats the same thing over and over: Super Saiyan.
Despite a burning fury building inside of him, one demanding the death of the tyrant before him with every uttered word, he cannot help but let Freeza's words sink in. Like a weed, the fear born of the truth of his obvious psychological warfare takes root into hid mind and heart. One that will plague him for all the sleepless nights and tormented days to come. Though he does not yet know or want to admit it, yet.
The worst part is... Freeza coughs once more. You're the one who insisted on uncovering the power of the Super Saiyan God, giving your own soon-to-be murderer the perfect means of exacting his bloody vengeance. If I was at all capable of it, I might even feel a shred a sympathy for you-
ENOUGH! Beerus mentally roars, his temper finally overcoming his previous trance-like state. I AM BEERUS! THE GOD OF DESTRUCTION WHO'S VERY MENTION HAS SENT FEAR INTO THE HEARTS OF EVERY MAN, WOMAN, AND CHILD THROUGHOUT THE EONS! WITH CLEANSING POWER OF FIRE, I'VE ENDED THE LIVES OF TRILLIONS ACROSS THE COSMOS! ON A WHIM I'VE MURDERED THE HOPES AND DREAMS OF ENTIRE CIVILIZATIONS WITHOUT MERCY OR REGRET!
He pours, even more, energy into the tiny, white flame burning mere inches away from his index finger. AND I WILL NOT BE INTIMIDATED BY THE MIND GAMES OF ONE SUCH AS YOU!
Is that so? Freeza questions, amused by Beerus' outburst despite what is about to happen next. Then why are you so flustered?
Falling silent for a moment, Beerus' left eye twitches several times as he somehow manages to get even angrier. DDDIIIEEE! He roars, unleashing the fiery white Ki condensed in the ball in the form of a pillar of flames descending towards the paralyzed Freeza. He expects to hear the tyrant panic or beg for mercy or do anything than what he actually is: smiling. Even faced with one of the most devastating blasts in existence with his body destroyed and defeat certain, he smiles still as if he's the one winning.
In mere moments, the attack reaches its target swallowing Freeza entirely, burning away his body and soul as if he were nothing but a mere leaf in the way of a forest fire. With a gleeful smirk, a wondrous sense of relief washes over him, he watches the flames continue to race out into the cosmos, growing thinner and thinner with each passing moment until finally dying down just ahead of the nearby sun.
Despite his numerous injuries, depleted energy reserved and aching bones, Beerus feels fully content having ridden himself of Freeza permanently and averting the nightmare responsible for waking him. With Freeza silenced and his anger satiated, finally he manages to hear both Whis and King Kai in his mind, hearing their pleas to not destroy Freeza, not yet realizing it is far too late for that.
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Beerus' Temple
The truth will be revealed you know, and when it, he will kill you for it.
This one sentence, above all the others uttered by Freeza, sticks out the most in Beerus' mind. He thinks himself a fool upon giving things another look, thinking that in all his and Whis' interactions that his reasoning for destroying planet Vegeta wouldn't get revealed to the Saiyan Prince. A mistake only eclipsed by letting Vegeta know of the way to attain Godhood, giving him the tools necessary to pose a threat to him in the first place. Yet even as he contemplates the possible consequences of these mistakes, Beerus refuses to let Freeza's mind games get the better of him.
I will not be undone as you were Freeza... He clenches his fists tightly. When he comes for me, I will meet Vegeta on the field of battle and rectify my poor judgment by destroying him, Goku or any other Saiyan foolish enough to aid him in his bloody vengeance.
He begins walking once more towards the slumbering chamber. I am Beerus, the God of Destruction, and I will not succumb to the wrath of a Super Saiyan.
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Meanwhile, Hell
As they have always done until now and shall do until the end of time, the cute and cuddly inhabitants of hell from teddy bears to the childlike angels play, sing, and parade through the sunny, green fields of Hell. Filling the air with joyous songs, cheers and sounds of laughter. Just as he had for the 12 years of his previous stay in hell and likely much more to come hags Freeza, suspended above the ground inside a cocoon. Sent here once more as a result of using what little Ki he had to telekinetically snap his own neck just ahead of Beerus' blast.
"Ggggooooodddddd morning Freeza!" Greets the same childlike angel who was the last to see the tyrant prior to his resurrection. "It's wonderful to have you back here again!"
"It's wonderful to be back child!" He responds with a friendly smile and tone much to the angels surprise.
"Oh my, you seem to be in a lot better mood than you usually were! Does this mean you're ready to repent for your sins?"
"Not in the slightest," He answers matter of factly with the smile never leaving his face. "But you'll simply start singing anyway regardless of my answer."
The angel ponders his words for a moment before exclaiming. "You're right! This is Hell after all!" And with that, it flies away to gather the others for an even louder joint parade to welcome Freeza back. Though this time, the tyrant cares little for their songs. For each time they sing, he hears the pained screams of Goku as he stomps on the bleeding hole on his shoulder. Each time one of the angels flies by to flash a smile at him, he sees the two Super Saiyan Gods look on in a mix of horror and awe at his power.
Soon his imagination becomes wilder, filled with scenarios upon scenarios where Goku and Vegeta are forced to kill their own, PTO loyal children. Then it shifts over to the war-torn landscape of Earth with the dead Goku, Vegeta and Beerus lying in a smoldering crater, having murdered one another in the midst of a fierce battle. Each one making Freeza feel almost as a worm and fuzzy on the inside as the numerous stuffed animals parading around him.
Though his victory is not as absolute as he would've liked, he feels a sense of fulfillment at what he's managed to accomplish with the second chance given to him and how the machinations he's left behind will ensure his eventual victory. For the first time in the history of Hell, one of its prisoners is truly, indescribably happy.
But a question: So... does this retcon the EoZ?