Frieza stood in a dim chamber, light coming from only one purple tinted light above. His armed crossed behind his back, he focused calmly on a large wall covered in computer monitors. He could see a large portion of the galaxy that he was located in, and was monitoring the surroundings of his current location... Namek. He had reached the planet several weeks ago, after being brought back to life through heinous methods of reconstruction. That damned child would pay for what he had done to Frieza, and since coming back, Frieza had learned quite a bit of information on the child. The most important piece of information that he received was... his name.
"Trunks, eh'? That's quite ironic, when he is dead, that's exactly where I plan to stuff him!" He remembered saying when he first found out the 'super saiyan' 's name. Now, he waited. This time, he was more prepared than the last. His first action after landing... capture EVERY namekian on the planet. He would need them later, and together wither their combined power, they might be able to take out... his guards! At that thought, Frieza laughed maniacally. The planet would soon be his, and none of the namekians could do anything to stop him. With three-fourths of the planet captured, it was free reign for him to hunt the dragonballs. One problem had occured, though, the nameks had hid the dragonballs in fear of such an occasion. It didn't bother Frieza in the slightest, technicians working under the orders of King Cold and Lord Frieza had been developing a 'Dragon Radar'. They had managed one, but only one. Frieza kept it in his living quarters.
The best part about the whole situation was that Trunks was on his way to Namek, he was invited by Frieza, but he believed he had been invited by the Namekians. He had told him that they 'wanted to meet their savior. The man who rid Frieza from the world forever'. Trunks had no idea what he was actually dealing with, and Frieza planned for things to stay that way. At that very moment, a dot appeared near the atmosphere of Namek. It had been cloaked because of it's tiny size, but now that it got closer to his radars, the ship came in clear. Frieza's plan was beginning to come along.
At that moment a knock rang out on the door of his chambers. "Yes, what is it?" Frieza asked quickly. He was irritated by the interuption, but his men knew that only the utmost important matters should be brought to him. "Lord Frieza. The saiyan, he has escaped our grasp." the man explained in an instant. "What!?" Frieza hissed, turning around to approach his door. "He landed, and when he saw the captured Namekians he took off. We destroyed his ship... but he could be anywhere on this god forsaken planet right now." The mand replied, explaining in greater detail. "Oh, is that so? I guess I will have to hunt him myself." Frieza replied calmly. The man was caught off guard by Frieza's change in mood. If anything, he had expected Frieza to go berserk. "My Lord. I don't think that is necessary, we can just sen-" the man said, but his thought would never be finished again. Frieza shot a death beam through the door, piercing his chest. He hadn't aimed the attack, but with a little luck, it immediately killed the incompetent guard who was telling him what to do. "That solves that." Frieza said, referring to the moronic guard, with the audacity to tell Frieza his opinion. He walked across the room, and snagged up the portable dragon radar, and then crossed back towards the door.
Frieza pressed a button on the wall adjacent the door, which made the doors part in the middle. Stepping through the doorway and onto the corpse of the dead guard, he then trudged down the hallway. Making his way to a nearby window, he bursted through it, and out into Namek's fresh air. "Now... I go saiyan-hunting." Frieza croaked. The edge of his lips threatened to part into a smile, he hadn't fought anyone in awhile, and he particularly wanted to kill this man. He had killed Frieza so long ago, but the tables now turned in Frieza's favor, for Trunks had grown up with both a mom and father so he had no reason to become stern and strong like his future counter-part. Along with that, Frieza had grown stronger since then, as well. With a portable radar in hand, Frieza decided to hunt the balls, while he hunted the saiyan.
He pressed a button on the side of the circular radar, and seconds later it responded by letting out several blips of light, coordinating with a measurement on the grid. There was one ball nearby, he would find it first. He headed south, which is the direction the radar indicated the ball's location. Flying and soaking in the breeze, Frieza sloped downward and skimmed his hand off of the blue grass of Namek. He enjoyed the nature, because his planet of Cold was well... cold. The temperature was too low on Cold for any vegetation to grow, that's why the changeling race was generally tough and strong willed. The radar said that the ball was nearby, so Frieza stopped his flight, and landed. Looking around, he saw no obvious locations for it to be hidden, but there was a nearby lake. He dived in the lake, not needing to hold his breath, because Changelings don't need oxygen. He swam around in the somewhat mucky water for a second, allowing himself to get used to the water pressure, then dove down towards the bottom. Grazing his hand across the lake's furthest depths, he found no opening or possible Dragon Ball hiding spots. They were large- he remembered that- and the lake bottom held no cavities possibly large enough to contain one. So he moved on. As he was about to give up on the lake, he noticed a small opening in the rivers side. The hole was a few feet in diameter, luckily Frieza was still in his original form and could fit with ease. He passed through the hole, and swam several feet, before finding himself plunging up out of a small pond. Around him was a very small cavern. On the bank of the river, he saw it...
A Dragonball!
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