Frieza Vs. Celerus (Astral Spar)

The cold hearted Changeling looked aimlessly into the darkness of space, the cramped confines of his space pod forcing him to seek freedom. His long tail curved against the sphere's interior, unable to dance to its usual subconscious rhythm. His limbs were stuck in their limited positions, his form was unable to shift. His vessel wouldn't land for another three hours. Frieza was going stir-crazy.

But then he had a thought.

That Earthling from before... He said he pulled me into that dream world, that sparring plane of existence. Now then, I wonder if I could enter it of my own volition.

The tyrant slowly closed his eyes, letting the craft's interior fade to an empty black. A few seconds passed as Frieza tried to remember the sensations of before, the odd sense of disorientation that had once brought him into the astral dimension.

As his psychic powers flowed inward, a small glow of red light began to creep through his darkened vision. It started slowly at first, but within just a few moments his sight had been consumed by a bright crimson energy. It burned within his brain, forging a way through into the astral world.

Now then... Frieza thought as the powerful light raged inside his mind, What form should my new world take?

In a flash, Frieza's mind flew from his body, channeled by unknown forces contained within a strange gem. His psychic energies began to shape his world, teleporting him into a place he knew so well.

The Changeling opened his eyes and looked upon his chosen destination.

He stood upon the surface of a blazing sun, its fiery mass tempered within the astral recreation. Frieza's eyes with filled with an azure glow as the star's light pulsed steadily upward.

"Cold Sun number twenty two..." Frieza spoke, his very existence there already breaking several physical rules.

There was no burning heat, no blinding light, no deafening roar. For Frieza, it was a peaceful place. There was no true air, but then he hadn't really wished for any. He could breath in whatever environment existed.

"This really is a much better place than that Earthling building." Frieza thought out loud.

The stars above him twinkled in agreement, their shining forms watching his every movement.

"Now..." Frieza began as his wonderment fell to the wayside, "Who among you out there is brave enough to fight me, Lord Frieza?"

The Changeling's words travelled outwards, surging through the Astral Gem and into the physical world. Only one mind would hear his challenge, and only one would accept it.

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Word Count: 428

Celerus attempted to sleep in her West City hotel room to no avail. Traveling the small blue planet had over stimulated her senses and now her mind was racing with thought. She could understand why a lesser race would like the planet called Earth, but to Celerus her skin crawled from the low gravity and the mild weather was like ice compared to the steady burning heat on her home planet. Even the worn out hotel mattress was too soft. She rolled onto her side, tail lashing from side to side in irritation. In the darkness it knocked into the nightstand and something landed on the floor with a thud.

For a moment she thought about just ignoring it and leaving whatever it was on the floor until finally she threw the covers off her and peeked over the side of the bed in search of what she’d knocked over.

It wasn’t at all hard to find as it was emitting a faint red glow in the darkness. Before she’d left for Earth, Celerus’ father had gifted her an astral crystal, “just in case”. Until now, she hadn’t given the tiny crystal much thought as she was determined to show him that she was capable of taking care of herself. She reached out to the crystal, touching the smooth, cold surface.

“Who among you out there is brave enough to fight me, Lord Frieza?” the booming voice filled her ears as though Lord Frieza was actually standing there beside her.

What the…. She thought to herself and picked the astral crystal from the floor looking at the tiny gem with new interest. She concentrated hard on its shiny finish, unsure how to harness its power. She closed her eyes and let the energy it was emitting wash over her mind and she slipped into the astral plane.

When Celerus’ eyes opened again the walls of her hotel room faded away in the distance and gave way to the vast emptiness of space and was surrounded by an azure corona. She looked down surprised to see the dark surface of a sun. Many would be surprised to know that the surface of a star is cold compared to the bubbling liquid gasses underneath. At their hottest they float the surface and cool, turning to black and then fall back into the core again to be reheated. The light people see is actually the corona: an atmosphere of burning plasma. Burning plasma that Celerus was somehow floating in painlessly before an irritated looking Frieza. Celerus wanted to drop the crystal and go back to bed the instant he materialized into her vision. But it was too late now and it would be an insult she’d pay dearly for later.

“Lord Frieza, how may I serve you?” She asked.

(WC 466)

Frieza looked upon the feminine form standing unharmed within the blue flames. The silhouette appeared human at first glance, but as the Changeling stepped closer he glimpsed the definite shadow of a furred tail. There was only one race the tyrant knew possessed such a noticeable feature.

A Saiyan has heeded my call? Frieza though, pondering the situation for a moment, Of course. Only a race such as yours would dare face me in battle.

The Changeling smiled as he examined the female. She seemed like a typical Saiyan, headstrong and dull eyed. She did seem physically fit however, perhaps more so than the usual monkey grunt. Frieza would have his hands full in his current underpowered form. Changing into his next, more powerful form, would simply ruin his fun.

Luckily for Frieza, he'd not imagined any moons close enough to affect the female. He'd fought many of them before, the haired abominations quickly falling to him. The Changeling preferred to fight an opponent fully in control. He wanted them to know their pain, to feel as desperation took them into a never ending abyss. The mindless apes he'd battled before were simply uninteresting bores.

"I summoned you here as an exercise, a simple test," Frieza replied to the Saiyan, "But now that you're here perhaps you would indulge me in a little sparring match? Or, perhaps first you'd like to honour me with your name."

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WC: 236
TWC: 664

Celerus placed her right fist over her heart and bowed slightly to the changeling overlord. For a higher class family like hers, manners and formalities were essential. She was obligated to serve Frieza as she would her King.

“Celerus of Wakame clan, my Lord. I’m honored to have the privilege to spar with you.” As the words left her mouth she felt like an enormous kiss-ass. What she really had wanted to say was “I have no choice. You’re my boss and you scare me to death.” But losing her head was no way to go about the situation. Besides, his request was easy enough for her to fulfill. Fighting was the easiest of social interactions for her race.

She willed the energy stored deep in her body to the surface. Her skin glowed and flickered with the energy until her aura was set ablaze. Setting free stored ki is an amazing release for any warrior. The power extended from her core into the palms of her hands forming balls of ki that were strengthened by her surrounding aura.

She sustained her flight and waited for Frieza’s attack politely. She had always been taught that manners should extend into battle. On Vegeta a higher standard of fighting set the Elite apart from the uneducated low class brutes. Since leaving home she was quickly learning that the convention didn’t always extend past her own planet. Celerus hoped it wouldn’t get her killed this time.

(WC: 243+466=709)
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Actions
1. Power up >Flight
2. Ki Ball (sustained)
3. Ki Ball (sustained)

Frieza's current transformed state helped to control his natural fighting lusts. Through this clarity of mind he could see the Saiyan woman's courtesies. Like a good servant, she was waiting for her master's command before advancing any further. The cold Changeling was humbled by the gesture but found the female's tact quite pointless. He wanted a fight, not another meager being helpless to his will.

Frieza looked up to the hovering female, sending a short smile her way. He'd hoped to show a sign of respect, her gesture pleasing his cold heart. His dark facade was brief. The false smile quickly fell from his face as he readied his first strike.

A pink arm began to rise from the Changeling's hip, moving at a slow and casual pace. The limb stretched to the side, pointing far away from the flying Celerus. Frieza held the arm in place as his red eyes scanned for any hint of doubt or confusion in the Saiyan's face. His first move was an indirect one, producing no immediately discernible threat.

Whispered laughter fell from the tyrant's lips as he threw his arm outward, to his side. His clenched fist pierced the void of his vast locale, entering a dimensional hole barely visible upon the blazing surface on which he stood.

His fist vanished, absorbed by the strange rippling event. It reappeared in good time, now exiting a similar portal now located closely behind Celerus' head. It would feel just like any other blow to the back of the head, but in all his subtle theatrics, Frieza wondered if she even saw it coming.

It was a humourous strike, one that would hopefully shake the Saiyan's pride as well as her skull. To insure that both would eventually crack, Frieza readied several balls of purple ki in his unused hand. He then fired the shots of energy, trusting his keen sense of timing to catch her just moments after the first physical impact.

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Actions
1. Dimensional Hole + Strike
2. Renzoku Kikou Dan
3. None

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WC: 327
TWC: 991

The changeling’s smile was unnerving and menacing to Celerus. As it faded from his face, so did his arm into dense, empty space. Without warning a painful blow to the back of her head caught her off guard and forced her lose the concentration needed to sustain the ki gathered in her hands.

She had to act quickly to evade his second attack, exerting a burst of energy with her flight. In those first few moves, Celerus could already tell that he was an experienced and superior tactician. The only way she could hope to stand a chance was with sheer strength and blunt force.

She charged toward him in a burst of speed while pulling the power needed for her attack from her core to join the ki aflame on the surface of her skin. When she was close enough to ensure her aim and lessen his chance to evade it she extended her arm towards him with a flattened palm and concentrated all of her gathered power up her arm until a pulsating orb grew from her hand.

“Big Bang Attack!“ Celerus screamed as she jettisoned it from her palm and it flew toward him with great speed.

(WC: 200+709=909)

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Actions:
1. Evade>Powered Flight
2. Speed Burst>Charge up
3. Big Bang Attack (Attack rating 4)

Frieza continued his ki bombardment as laughter bellowed from his open mouth. The Saiyan's unflattering look of pained confusion as his fist struck her head was truly a sight to behold. In his joy he waved slightly, letting his lines of destructive energy sail past the evasive woman and fly into the distance.

With a happy sigh, the light faded from his outstretched palm, officially ending the Changeling's attack. Frieza now waited silently, watching as Celerus gathered her momentum in the windless sky.

With all the speed she needed, she fell, her darkened image raining down upon him. Her silhouetted form quickly gained new light as a small ball of energy formed just beyond her palm. It seemed like a miniature version of the Cold Sun, as if it were the star's offspring.

"Big Bang Attack!" Frieza heard the woman cry as the raging orb was jettisoned from her form.

The Changeling let out a thoughtful hum as he analyzed the cruising ball rushing towards him. He'd never encountered an attack with such a name, so that was one thing to consider. It wasn't particularly large, so its destructive qualities were up for question. Frieza's calculating mind was quickly put to work as what little time he had left drew to a close.

Deciding the Sun itself would be his partner, Frieza channelled his potential speed into a single small hop, instantly vanishing from the star's surface.

With agile grace, Frieza reappeared behind the flying Saiyan, secretly watching from her unique vantage point as the Big Bang Attack struck against the surface of his star. The small orb fell into the larger glowing sphere, disappearing without a fight.

"Well, that was disappointing." Frieza spoke, intentionally alerting the Saiyan woman.

The Changeling waited until there was a hint of knowingness in Celerus' mind, then whipped his tail out towards her neck. It coiled through the midnight, seeking out the contours of her windpipe, ready to choke the life from her.

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Actions
1. Speed Burst>Evasion (dodge BBA)
2. Flight>Power Up
3. Flight>Grapple

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WC: 329
TWC: 1320

Celerus cursed silently to herself as her attack met with Frieza’s after image and disappeared into the sun’s surface. Big Bang Attack was her secret weapon in situations like this. She had other strong attacks but none with the power of that one and she had been counting on it to even the gap between her and Frieza.

She surveyed the area around her for the changeling. He had moved so quickly that she hadn’t been able to follow his movements.

“Well, that was disappointing.” He mocked her from behind. She stiffened and realized that in her carelessness he caught her from behind again off guard. Before she could make a move in defense, his tail wrapped around her neck and squeezed around her windpipe and the breath caught in her throat. She clawed at his tail for what seemed like forever, trying to unwrap it from her throat. With every once of strength she could summon she forced the tail loose and twisted it off from around her neck and at last taking a deep breath of air.

She tried to keep her hold on his tail in attempt to keep him from fleeing and charged up for another attack. This wouldn’t be as strong as her last, but she spent a long time perfecting it. Although it would likely exhaust her she held up her arm to him at point blank and fired.

“Big Bang Cannon!”

(WC: 238+909=1147)

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Actions:
1. Immobilized
2. Grapple
3. Charge up> Big Bang Cannon (rank 3)

Frieza was quite pleased by the Saiyan woman's futile gasps for air. He hadn't intended to kill the woman yet, but the look of terror in her eyes seemed to fuel his twisted pleasure, making his tail squeeze even harder around her windpipe.

He giggled at her misfortune, seemingly igniting a burst of strength within Celerus. Her flailing grasps had ended, replaced by a focused will to survive. He had pushed her a little too far, a little too quickly, and now her Saiyan fighting instincts had taken over.

His tight grip was finished when the sting of Saiyan fingernails dug into his lined tail. She quickly twisted out of his hold, leaving her hands gripped firmly on his tail.

Frieza let out a small gasp of shock as she looked back at him, apparently pleased with their new positioning. Before he could fight back she began to swing him through the non-existent air, flinging him round in a grand circle. The outward pull was enough to leave him flailing, unable to raise a limb to her.

His vulnerability was quickly exploited. She released a hand from his tail, sure her other could still support the grip, then readied a light blue bolt of energy in her freed palm.

Frieza's red eyes could only look down in horror as the wave of devastating light washed over him. The blast was concentrated on his upper half, sparing his tail along with Celerus' hand. He counted himself fortunate for that, at least.

As the smoke cleared and her grip fell to nothing, Frieza flopped into the air, dazed and pained. He slowly settled himself, hovering close to the Saiyan woman.

"That hurt! That actually hurt!" Frieza yelled in anger.

A line of red trickled down the Changeling's lower lip, causing him to wipe it away with the inside of his thumb. His upper body was ladened with dark burns, leaving little of him visible underneath. Smoke flew from his charred body, caught in an interstellar wind.

"You've done well so far," Frieza spoke, "I'll even admit I was a little careless. But I will never, never, be beaten... by the likes of you!"

Frieza let out a roar as a new power surged within him, power that had been suppressed until now.

"I hope you're ready for another attack like that one before..." Frieza spoke, trailing off for the moment.

The Changeling's muscles pulsed as ki shot through them, casting his burnt tissue to the wind. He'd pooled his ki, amplifying his natural healing factor. He stood now with far fewer obvious injuries, his previous pain much less in his mind. He stood ready to fight once more.

"Hah... Because I think it's time for round two, Saiyan!"

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Actions
1. Immobilized (Hit by Big Bang Cannon III)
2. Immobilized
3. Flight>Heal

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WC: 456
TWC: 1,776

A great feeling of relief spread through Celerus’ chest when her attack connected with the changeling. She hoped his injuries would even things out and slow him down as he had already proven faster and stronger than she.

“That hurt! That actually hurt!” She tried not to let her mixed feelings of horror and satisfaction penetrate her facial features as a dark line of blood trickled from his lips. She had let her instincts get the best of her but now she had to be careful. Frieza was still her boss and in the future could kill her on a whim if he ever felt she was a threat. Still, her Saiyan lust for fighting had been awoken and she was unsure she even cared to suppress it.

In either case, producing two powerful attacks in such short amount of time had exhausted her strength and she needed to stall for time. Suddenly an idea struck her.

She cracked her neck which was now growing sore from his hold on it, “Everyone says that you’re the strongest in the universe.” She baited, “But after this, I don’t think they know the half of it. And to think…. The Ginyu Force is always talking about going it on their own. They don‘t stand a chance.” Celerus hoped that her flattery and false accusations would pique his interest long enough to gain a little more time.

(WC:234+1147=1381)
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Actions:
1. Resting
2. Resting
3. Resting

“Everyone says that you’re the strongest in the universe.” The female Saiyan spoke, seeming somewhat breathless, “But after this, I don’t think they know the half of it. And to think… The Ginyu Force is always talking about going it on their own. They don‘t stand a chance.”

Frieza took a moment to ponder her words.

"What an astute observation." Frieza spoke, the blood on his lip long since dried.

Needing barely a step to close the gap between them, the Cold Changeling sent himself forward, ready to strike again. He brought his fist up into the air, holding back for a moment as he summoned the strength to take her out. With blinding speed, Frieza threw his fist forward, towards the Saiyan's head.

With that action complete, Frieza decided to put some distance between the two of them, flying steadily backward.

It's time to see what a loyal Saiyan warrior is made of. Frieza thought as he brought back his second fist for another powerful attack.

A dark purple jolt of energy was born in the Changeling's fist, crackling with new found life. It began to grow, feeding on the energy within his demonic soul. The brilliant darkness began to consume his hand, spreading further outwards.

"Try and dodge this one!" Frieza yelled as he shot his hand forward.

A charged bolt shot from his hand, steadily followed by several more. His whole arm jolted back as he fired shot after shot, raining his fury upon Celerus's form.

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Actions
1. Rush Attack
2. Charge Renzoku Kikou Dan
3. Fire Renzoku Kikou Dan

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WC: 251
TWC: 2,027

Celerus’ attempt to stall the changeling failed as he stepped forward and connected his fist to her face with a sickening crunch. Her vision turned black as the pain and the trauma to her head temporarily blinded her. Somehow through the pain and darkness she could sense his proximity vanish in an instant and she was completely exposed to attack. She could hear the energy from his attack crackling in the air light lightning.

“Try and dodge this one!” She heard him yell. The attack hit her head on with full force and Celerus was swept up with the energy and thrown into the sun’s surface. She lay there dazed for a long time until slowly the vision returned to her eyes. When she could finally see again she heaved herself up on her elbows, pain radiating throughout her body. At her best, the attack wouldn’t have wounded her so badly, but as she had already exhausted her strength and was left open the effects were intensified.

She looked up into the air to see Frieza hovering far above her. Celerus searched herself for the strength to continue pushing herself onto her feet, hunched over in pain.

“Thought you did me in, eh?” she croaked up at him while forcing her body into a fighting stance. Before she could act, the sound of aloud beeping filled the air and Celerus looked from side to side in confusion. The astral world faded from sight and she found herself once again in her hotel room which was now illuminated by the light of day. She had sat there all night fighting Frieza and hadn’t gotten any sleep. She glared down at the red astral gem enraged and then threw it up against the wall with a growl.

WC” 295+1381=1676
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Actions
1. Immobilized-Blinded
2. Immobilized-Blinded
3. None

Frieza breathed deeply as his outstretched hand fell back to his side. He could see the Saiyan down on the Sun's surface, her body lying back in a position of helplessness. She had held up quite well under his attack, leaving the cold Changeling rather impressed.

Nonetheless, she was his foe, and a Saiyan at that. He couldn't let up on an enemy he had been told could one day oppose him. No, he would show them his power at every opportunity he got, never once leaving an act of aggression against him unpunished.

“Thought you did me in, eh?” The downed Saiyan spoke, her burning spirit still far from extinguished.

Frieza smirked as he raised his hand once more, ready to finish her. Before the Changeling could muster even the smallest of attacks, the Saiyan known as Celerus faded from sight, leaving the battlefield within the passing of a second.

"So the victor has been decided, hm?" Frieza asked the mysterious astral world, its invisible forces still very much in control.

The tyrant reluctantly accepted his win, wishing he could've inflicted more pain on the now absent female.

Unwilling to grant the Changeling's request, the powerful Astral Gem brought an instant end to the world. Frieza was left with nothing, leaving him with no other choice than to return to his own world.

"I will learn the secrets of the Astral world... I swear it." Frieza spoke as his form shifted back into the physical.

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WC: 247
TWC: 2,274
Spar complete.