𝗔 𝗦𝗮𝗶𝘆𝗮𝗻 𝗪𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗼'𝘀 𝗣𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿

Chapter 11: Mutated Super Saiyan

Frieza, though weakened and barely able to stand, found himself compelled to witness the unfolding nightmare before him. Turles, the Saiyan renegade who had shattered his expectations at every turn, now stood transformed into a new, awe-inspiring form.

"It... it can't be! The Super Saiyan?!" Frieza's voice wavered with disbelief and fear, his once unshakable composure now shattered.

The Saiyan spectators, Vegeta, Nappa, Raditz, and Kakarot, were equally stunned by the transformation. Vegeta, despite his own formidable pride, couldn't help but wear a smirk. In a tone dripping with disdain, he uttered words that revealed the depth of his disbelief. "I can't believe it. A low-class Saiyan like you, turning into a Super Saiyan before me."

But Turles didn't waste a moment basking in the astonished expressions of his onlooking comrades. His newfound power surged through him, and he moved with the swiftness and precision of a master. Frieza, already severely weakened from Turles siphoning his energy, stood no chance.

Without hesitation, Turles assumed a battle-ready stance and unleashed a devastating attack. A pulsating wave of energy, a full-power Kamehameha, erupted from his palms. It surged towards Frieza, an unstoppable force of destruction.

In an instant, the tyrant who had once held the fate of countless worlds in his hands was reduced to nothingness. Frieza disintegrated, his malevolent reign over the universe finally extinguished, leaving nothing behind but the echoes of his demise.

Turles, his aura still crackling with remnants of his spectacular transformation, reverted to his base form with a casual thumbs-up to the group. The adrenaline from the battle still coursed through his veins.

Kakarot, his eyes shining with admiration, couldn't contain his excitement. "That was amazing, Turles!"

Raditz, ever the inquisitive one, pointed out the similarity he noticed during Turles' transformation. "But when you transformed, you seemed similar to Frieza. What was that about?"

Turles, his voice tinged with an air of explanation, revealed the secret behind his transformation. "I siphoned his power away and made it my own. It seems like it forced me into that transformation."

As Nappa and Vegeta approached, the Saiyan prince revealed the pressing matters that still demanded their attention. "Frieza has been defeated, but there are just two more loose ends to deal with."

Nappa, never one to mince words, chimed in. "King Cold and Cooler."

Turles' eyes widened in recognition as the name resonated with him. "Wait... Cooler? As in Frieza's brother?"

Vegeta, always the source of Saiyan wisdom, confirmed the connection. "Yes, he always kept to himself, not caring about what his brother or father does. But he may hear about Frieza's death and come to confront the one who defeated him."

Raditz, his stomach growling audibly, lightened the mood. "We'll be ready when he does show up. Until then..." He couldn't help but laugh. "I think it's time to feast."

Turles, his gaze shifting toward Vegeta and Nappa, extended a warm invitation. "How about you two join us?"

Nappa, always up for a good meal, enthusiastically agreed. "I wouldn't mind that. I am hungry after all."

Vegeta, his Saiyan pride intact, made sure to set boundaries. "Don't expect us to stay on the planet."

Turles laughed heartily at the prince's assertion. "Of course."

With a flourish, Turles activated his Instant Transmission technique, and in an instant, the group vanished from the desolate battlefield, reappearing back on Earth. The prospect of a hearty meal and shared camaraderie awaited them as they returned home, their bonds forged through battle and a shared destiny.

The Saiyans touched down at Capsule Corp, where a sizable crowd had gathered, eagerly awaiting their return. The group included familiar faces: Gine, Chi-Chi, Bulma, Goten, Gohan, Krillin, Tien, Roshi, Launch, and several others. All eyes fell upon the Saiyans as they emerged from their transportation. Turles and Kakarot couldn't help but break into grins, which triggered a wave of cheers from the welcoming committee.

Gine, unable to contain her motherly concern, sprinted toward her three boys. Her voice trembled with hope as she asked, "Is he gone?" Her question, of course, referred to the tyrant Frieza. Raditz responded with a sly smirk and a congratulatory pat on Turles' back. "All thanks to this guy right here," he said, his pride in Turles evident.

Turles, always humble, interjected, "We all helped out each other."

Bulma and Chi-Chi, overjoyed to see their respective husbands safe and sound, rushed forward to embrace them. Bulma turned to Turles with a sparkle in her eye and issued an order with a warm smile. "Now get changed and take a shower. We have to celebrate!"

After a refreshing shower and a change of clothes, the Saiyans rejoined the festivities. The food, lovingly prepared by Gine, Bulma, Chi-Chi, and Launch, was a testament to their culinary skills. While savoring the delicious feast, Launch approached Chi-Chi, a request on her mind.

"Chi-Chi, could you introduce me to that long haired man?" Launch asked, her curiosity piqued by the Saiyan warrior. Chi-Chi, with a sly grin, readily agreed and led Launch over to Raditz. At that moment, Raditz was enthusiastically tackling a mountain of food.

Chi-Chi initiated the introductions, saying, "Raditz, this is Launch." Raditz, with a friendly nod, greeted the blue-haired woman. "She's pretty shy," Chi-Chi commented with a teasing tone.

Launch, determined to break free from this reputation, firmly contradicted, "Am not!"

Chi-Chi, recognizing an opportunity, excused herself, leaving Launch and Raditz to engage in some small talk. Minutes later, Chi-Chi returned with a mischievous plan in mind. She approached Launch, secretly holding a feather poised over her nose. With a swift move, she forced the sneeze-inducing feather onto Launch's nose. The result was instantaneous: Launch sneezed, and her transformation from blue-haired to blond-haired occurred right before Raditz's puzzled eyes.

"What just happened?" Raditz inquired, thoroughly bewildered.

Chi-Chi, with a patient smile, reassured him, "Don't worry, this is the other side of Launch. They're still the same person." The newly blond Launch flashed Raditz a seductive smirk, which only deepened his confusion.

"I bet I can eat that faster than you," Launch declared provocatively.

Raditz, never one to back down from a challenge, chuckled heartily. "Who do you think you are?"

Launch, still smirking, confidently replied, "I am the person who will beat you in an eat-off."

Raditz laughed heartily, ready to engage in this peculiar yet intriguing contest. "Bring it on, woman!"