Majin of The Sixth (A DB Super OC Story)

Beyond Super Saiyan? Caulifla vs. Frieza!

"The same trick won't work twice, monkey,"

"What trick? There isn't a trick here," Caulifla powered up a little, as she managed to gather up a significant amount of energy. This definitely wasn't a Crush Cannon, but it was as red as those attacks. "Don't know what to call this, but let's just say you'll be pretty sore,"

"Ha! Well then go ahead, the anticipation is-" Suddenly Caulifla appeared right behind Frieza. What? Wait.

Did she just...I think she copied my Instant Transmission! The nerve of her, at least ask before you steal a technique. Well, technically most of my stolen moves come from dead people, minus the Truant Sphere, I made that one up at least. Actually, how many people know Trick Beam? Can't imagine anyone else could have a spiraling yellow energy blast...

Oh, and Caulifla fired point blank, as Kale and I made a point to move a few feet to the left to avoid the rest of the attack flying into the space of nothingness. The dust quickly settled, as a vein seemed to be popping out of the dildo's head...what? Don't tell me he doesn't look like one.

"Dammit Spikes! Why'd you take my instant transmission?"

"Heh! I thought it would make trips easier!" Caulifla cheekily gave a thumbs up. "Pretty sweet, eh?"

"...true. Could've asked though," I nodded, as I looked over to Frieza. He was fuming a bit, but also was regaining his composure. There was a significant mark on his back, so it clearly did hurt.

He simply chuckled a bit, remarking how 'rusty' he must've gotten. I only scoffed at that. If this was Frost, he'd resort to some kind of toxin or paralysis thing. Actually, no, there was no outside weapons for that. He'd be toast. Unfortunately this guy was being difficult; the fact that he was already dead doesn't help.

"Alright, you seem to playing around asshole. Care to explain that before I start dragging you to the edge?" I told him, very suspicious of this man. Stretching his neck, he only looked at us with a gleeful smile. It was unsettling.

"I don't like this..." Kale remarked. "Sis! Let us jump in please!"

"No! I am curious what this doppelganger is hiding," Dammit you hedgehog. Why'd you have to be such a pride driven girl? "You clearly are strong, so what is it? You holding back?!"

"In truth, I am. You see, I didn't want to go through this bout so quickly. Taking my time as it were. But I see now the error in that line of thought," Frieza began to stretch his arms outward, almost taunting us; the pose of a some space Hitler, right on display. "I should warn you, I am doubtful your Universe has ever met this raw power I am about to unleash. Take great care~"

Suddenly the ring was shaken, a massive blast of light ripping apart the area he stood in. The blinding rays was only amplified the the power that was suddenly skyrocketing to heights that made my theoretical skin crawl. It just wouldn't stop...it had to have an end right?!

Well...it did. Oh boy, it did. From the pressure I was feeling, this was far larger than I could ever hope that my girls could ever get. The center, was him, completely different than before. His form was as gaudy as I thought it would be, becoming encased in gilded skin of varying shades on his arms and legs. A deep purple color contrasted it, bringing focus to his hands, and his stupid face.

"...Okay, Frost definitely can't do that," I gulped a bit. "And here I thought we'd have a lovely time..."

"HAHAAHAA! I can guess from the look upon your faces, the fear is settling in quite nicely. Now, while I could explain the details, I'd rather not bore you three with such stale factoids. Just know, this is simply called Golden Frieza, and it's beyond anything you Universe 6 Saiyans could ever muster..." He taunted us. This made Caulifla flinch at the idea. The very notion of the massive gap that just emerged.