The story of Chill's third form (complete)

Laying in his bed, Chill felt an eerie feeling, a feeling he has not had in years, as if he had power bursting out of every inch of muscle in his body. He turned around and looked at Suigintou who was sleeping aside him. She seemed comfortable, being able to sleep in a proper bed for most likely the first time in millenia. His tiny hand russled through her silvery hair as he got out of bed to get himself a nice icecold shower.

In the shower, he felt his every muscle slightly relax as he felt the icecold water dribble down his skin and his plates. He felt comfortable himself, alltough he could not lose the feeling something was happening with him. He was already changing, he knew that, as he felt his mind slip away from time to time. It seemed that the Shadow was almost holding him in a strangling hold, lurking in the deepest corners of his minde every second of the day.

"What is happening to me father, mother. I am slowly losing my mind."

Looking in the mirror he saw the circles of having little to nothing of sleep around his eyes. He cursed the fact that everything was so hectic lately. opening the tab, he splashed his face with some delightfully icecold water. As he turned his eyes back to the mirror he had to withhold a scream between his lips, as he stumbled and tumbled backwards, falling against the marblewhite wall behind him.

"What is wrong Chill, seeing ghosts, hahaha. Listen to me, I have a hunch that we'll be working much closer next time. I'm slowly gaining the upperhand and you know it. You know that you are not the one that should exist, but me. But for now I still have a use for you. I want you to be stronger, because you'll need it soon, hahaha."

"What the hell, Shadow, you'll never controle me completely, I am in controle and I'll always will be, never forget that."

After having washed and cleaned himself up, Chill went back to his bedroom, pulling the silk sheet over Suigintou's beautifull skin and body, just to make sure she wouldn't catch a cold on the first day under his care. After having this done, he walked to the large kitchen of the palace and asked a few servants to bring him some tea, coffee and food for his breakfast. Afterwards he ran to his office and called Lord Frosts headquarters.

Frosts headquarters, how may I help you?

"I need to speak with Lord Frost, can you patch me through?"

Who might I tell him is requesting this call?

"Chill, lord Chill."

Ah, Lord Chill, Lord Frost is already coming to the palace. He wanted to talk to you right away, should I tell him you're expecting him?

"No that will be fine."

[I]Allright, have a nice day Lord Chill."

As the sound came of a horn clicking on the hook, Chill turned around and noticed Spectra entering his office. She seemed kind of sleepy, as she was wearing just a robe and was holding a steaming cup of coffee. She swiftly gave Chill an envelope and slowly walked out of his office again, most likely to wash and dress herself.

Chill was intrigued when he read the letter, it seemed that the one who thought him his second transformation, had a brother. Chill could remember what he did after his transformation. To test his new powers, he killed the old changeling and butchered his family just several days later. It seemed that this brother of his was supposed to be even stronger than Iglon, which was indeed ill news for a man in Chill's position.

This brother of Iglon was most likely on his way to exact his revenge upon Chill for killing his older brother. Now he finally understood why both he and Shadow had this same awkward feeling. This ment that that brother was closer than he realised. If so, this would've been the reason why Lord Frost was on his way to see Chill.

"Damn, if that brother of his is even stronger, I might have myself a pickle with this one."

A servant entered the room as Chill, Zechs and Spectra were enjoying their breakfast. He announced that Lord Frost had arrived and was waiting for Chill on th patio. Without hesitation, Chill excused himself and asked Spectra to wake up Suigintou, as he had a task for her.

Walking through the hallway, he finally reached the patio, where Lord Frost was silently enjoying a fine glass of rubyred expensive wine from the imperial cellars. Slowly Chill approached Frost and shook his hand while he sat down in one of the chairs. Tough he already had a good clue why Frost was here, he was still interested in the possible extra information he could get from him. As it was known that little facts escaped the grandmasters ears and eyes.

"Ah, welcome lord Frost, I see you are enjoying your wine. May I ask why you wanted to speak with me so urgently."

"Do not use that tone on me Chill, I know that you are aware of the situation."

"Ofcourse, it seemed that sir Iglon had a brother and he is coming for me to exact revenge upon me for his late brother."

"Yes indeed, but did you know, he is already in the city and has already contacted me. You must remember, this may not get to the ears of the Galactic News Network understood. That man has the same position in the empire as your late father. He is a well respected commander of the fleet and is attached to several of the duke-houses. He even has contact with the king himself. So I advise you to be cautious of your surroundings and dealings. He already spoke to me and agreed that he could settle with a battle on the northern iceridge. If you should accept this, he'll be waiting for you within a few hours."

"But is it true that he's even stronger than Iglon?"

"Yes, sadly it is true, there are even rumors he has surpassed his brother's transformation. While I was trained by the late King Ymmar, it seemed he had the same training but never completed it, yet he had learned enough to possibly surpass the first transformation. Which means he is much closer to his true form than you or Iglon was. Can I count that you take the honor of this fight, will you attend to the place he has agreed with me?"

"I shall, I'll be there on the exact time he requested."

The hours passed by as Chill awaited his opponent on the northern iceridge of Planet Frieza. The icecold winds blew the small crystals of ice and snow against Chill's face, while a bit further away, Suigintou was anxiously awaiting the fight she was promised to watch. to see the birth of Chill and thus as well Shadows new power. His cape danced in the same ritme as the winds blew, whipping up and down violently if the wind started to turn.

"I see you have gotten your word from Frost, Lord Chill."

Chill turned around, his eyes widened, as he heard the deep voice coming from behind him. It was Iglons brother, who slowly walked towards him and halted a few feet away. He was bigger and more muscular than Chill, more impressive in his first form than Chill.

"So tell me, you are here for your revenge, hah, how could you even dream of defeating me, you lowlife peasant. Dont you understand that you have no chance, no way of defeating me."

Iglon's brother smiled as he heard Chill's rantings and comments at his address. He hunched over slightly and began to scream very loud, as all of a sudden he began to grow. He began to thicken in both muscular and overall size. Reaching up to an astounding eight feet, the same height as Chill in his second form.

"Now transform Chill, show me what you can do in your second form. Show me your power."

Chill smiled when he looked at the readings of his scouter. In his second form he could easily deal with this insolent buffoon. There was no way he would lose against someone with only 35000 powerlevel meassurement.

"Allright, prepare to die."

Same as the other changeling, Chill screamed, as his bones and muscles snapped and elongated, growing larger and bulking up more heavily. His voice deepened while screaming from the pain. A massive black aura surrounded him and left Iglon's brother in awe, as he had not known that Chill was stronger than even before. And even in his second form he had already beaten opponents more fearsome than a lowlife nobody that dared to challenge him. As his transformation reached its end, he roared loud and deep as a massive shockwave ended the transformation.

"Now, let us begin."

The two men stood silent, as if they were testing each other. Both auras flared up like two wild infernos, a black one and a pure purple aura. Both men were equally large, perhaps just a bit in Chill's favor. Their eyes locked on each other, no movement at all but their capes and the smiles displayed on the faces of Suigintou, Zechs and Spectra. This was after all just another test of will and power.

"It seems I underestimated your strength in second form, I sense you are indeed more powerfull than my late brother, much more even. But do not think that that will stop me from exacting his revenge, my dear Chill."

"I wouldn't want it any other way, but first tell me your name, brother of Iglon."

"Very well, that request is honorable enough for me to oblige to. My name is Wonseci, former supreme commander of the second fleet."

"Thank you for the honor, commander Wonseci, shall we commence this battle?"

"Indeed, much, to much time has already passed while we were talking."

In an instant, even less, the two humongously big changelings bashed against each other, both holding their hands clenched against the other's, creating and generating massive amounts of pressure against eachother and against the icelayers that functioned as their ground of choice.

After several minutes, the ice began to crackle as in several shocks, the ice broke beneath the warrior's feet and began to form a massive crater. Tough Wonseci was strong, Chill seemed to get the upperhand easily, as he began forcing down the older changeling without much trouble.

Falling to one knee, the older changeling tried to push himself back up, but suddenly had to cope with a massive muscular knee that crashed against his lower jaw, sending him backwards, skidding over the ice before grinding to a halt. As such the battle for his revenge had started, yet Wonseci had not yet used his trumpcard, a trumpcard which could break Chill's arrogance and confidence in this fight.

Looking up, his eyes widened as Chill suddenly appeared right in front of him, sending a powerfull left hook against his chin, followed by an equally powerfull right hook against his left temple. Before he had a chance to react, he got another fist driven into his gut, followed by Chill's tail slamming against his face, sending him skidding over the ice again. Yet he wasn't beaten, as he looked down, he saw that he landed on an icelake, which ment he could use this at his advantage. He wanted to wear down Chill first, making his defeat more painfull.

Seconds later he smashed his fist against the ice, breaking it in several pieces while it spouted upwards due to the force of Wonseci's punch. Chill couldn't see Wonseci very well now, as his sight was troubled by the chunks of ice, little did he know that Wonseci had alread dived into the icecold water and was sliding towards him underneath the ice. In a split second, Wonseci's massive hand grabbed hold on Chill's legs, pulling him through the ice while immobilizing him with a flickering electric net coming from his fingers.

As he was pulled under the ice and into the icecold water, Chill felt Wonseci's fist land in his abdomen followed by his elbow at the side of Chill's skull. While sinking deeper, the electric net began to dissipate and Chill was yet again free, free to pummel Wonseci. But the older changeling was an excellent zswimmer, and so, it did not matter how hard Chill tried to hit him, he just couldn't keep up.

Without hessitation Chill decided to poison the water as he began to build up ki in his body, just to commence one of his strongest and most devious attacks, the Kage Dama. He smiled as Wonseci came closer, as in an instant an enormous black sphere formed in the cold water, seeping down its black poison in every molecule. Chill swiftly rose out of the water and looked down from the edge as Wonseci jumped out of the water himself.

"Clever trick, using a poisonous attack in the water, but luckily I'm not hurt."

Shaking off the various droplets of water, Wonseci jumped towards Chill again, as they started to wrestle again, yet as before Chill quickly and easily gained the upperhand as his fisqts began to pummel the older changeling on every desired spot. After several minutes, he gave the final blow with his tail, sending Wonseci through a wall of ice. A complete silence followed. It seemd Chill had won, as there was no sound left to be heard from the place where Wonseci had broken through the thick layers of ice. Yet all of a sudden the ground began to shake beneath everyones feet, something was happening.

the shaking didn't stop, the ground began to crckle as the icewall where moments earlier Wonseci was tossed in, began to shine purple. A roar began to sound from the icey mountains as they crumbled under the power that seeped through every crack. A second roar shattered the entire wall of ice, giving way to a magnificent sight. Wonseci had transformed to a new state. His skull had elongated and his mouth and nose had somewhat shifted into a crude beak. On the back of his head he had two pairs of heavy spikes as well as two large curved spikes on his back. He seemed to hunch over slightly due to the weight of his skull, but even tough, his power had grown to new heights, surpassing even Chill's power's, which were without a doubt among the greatest of his race.

"Now, let us continue, I'll be gentle when I kill you, hahaha."

Wonseci's voice had become more raw, as it seemed to be a mixture between his voice in first and second form. A rare occation was this indeed, as Chill had seen this form only a few times performed by his father, who all say was equal to King Cold himself or even better.

"Fine, show this power of yours, let me feel how strong you are now."

In the blink of an eye, Wonseci had vanished, while an eerie laughter still sounded in the air. Chill's eyes widened when he turned around. A large foot crashed against his face, sending him backwards at high speed. As he struggled to halt himself, he couldn't react when all of a sudden, and as a surprise Wonseci appeared right above him. His hand firmly pressed against Chill's chest, a purple shine came out of it. In a matter of seconds, Chill was blasted against the ground, the ice heavily crackling beneath him, his chest hurting like hell.

"I see, I will need to use all I have to survive this."

Chill jumped up again and made a swift swipe with his arm, his index and his middlefinger stretched out, as an invisible and superfast cutting beam was fired off towards Wonseci, yet the blast seemed to cut through some kind of shimmer, as Wonseci already stood behind Chill with the palm of his left hand flat and upwards. A massive purple orb came blasting against Chill's back and made him crash against a pillar of ice, face forward.

Feeling slightly uncomfortable while he pried his face out of the icey pillar, Chill felt a shock of pain surge throughout his entire body, causing him to fall on his knees. Wonseci who smiled as he saw this, began to laugh, believing that his victory was now certain. The changeling began to power up further beyond his level as he was creating a large orb of ki in his hand. With a single large blast, he thought to eliminate Chill, as it seemed he was in great pain. yet to his surprise, the blast evaporated several feet away from Chill, who was still on his knees.

"What is happening, he didn't move, he shouldn't have the power to kiai or deflect my sokidan. Curde, have I underestimated his abilities? Why and how, is it because...no, that isn't possible, it cant be."

While Wonseci began to understand the reason why his blast evaporated, Chills companions; Zechs, spectra and Suigintou smiled, tough only Suigintou fully understood what was happening.

"I told you Chill, you can not controle me any longer, you need my help. You need me to survive this ordeal, you need to use my power.

Chill suddenly stood back up, his aura began to flare up, high into the sky. His eyes turned completely black as the sign that it was now no longer his fight. He began to shake heavily as the aura grew larger and larger, taking on the form of what looked like a pair of enormous batwings. His chestplate and all armorlike parts of his body seemed to liquify, as well as his horns and his helmetlike head.

"You need my power..."

The body seemed to become less muscular, yet more defined as the bodymass began to reduce. The liquified pieces fell down to the ground, showing the barenaked body of Chill in its new form; almost human, even having human facial features. When all of the liquid was removed from his body, it began crawling up again, forming bootlike feet as well as plates on both his shins and thighs.

"You need my willpower..."

The liquid crawled further upon his body, forming a belt around his waist, bearing the Shadow's insignia. It began to form a crude protectionary plate for his groin and rear, still crawling further upwards. A massive chestplate began to form, complete with small studs covering it.

"I need your manipulative mind..."

Flowing over his arms, two large bracers were formed with a large horn forming on their backside. His hands were coveredby a very thin layer of the liquid, forming leatherlike gloves while hardening his nails. At the evy same time his legs as well began to be covered by a thin layer, looking like a spandex jumpsuit underneath his growing armor.

"I need your will to dominate..."

His tail was also being covered by a thin layer as at the same time, a large helmet began to form on his head, more losely formed than his former helmetlike head. As it began to grow over his eyes, it also elongated on his neck and the back of his head forming three parts looking like large scales.Eventually it cooled down and hardened and as a last effort a single small but sharp horn was formed on the helmet.

"Our destiny to rule!"

With this last word said by Shadow, Chill's eyes opened, his green pupils shining eerie in their black background. A massive black flame sprouted out of the body and made it look like the pair of batwings unfolded themselves, his aura even taking away the light from the sun. It was time for him to show his true power.

Wonseci couldn't believe his eyes, as he had withnessed the impressive transformation. Yet he was also stunned by the fact that Chill's transformation did not resemble the normal third form of a changeling. Chill seemed to have gained much more human features, more features of a humanoid, with exception for the tail. It even seemed that Chill's armor was detachable and not any longer part of his body, which was the most peculiar thing of all.

"Are you, are you Chill?"

Wonseci's stuttering voice reached Chill's ears as he smiled. Chill seemed to be eager to investigate himself first, looking at his hands and his feet, his legs and torso. He looked so different from what he was used to, it was enthralling for Chill to look at. But the most significant change wasn't visible and that was his voice. His voice was compared to those of the other changelings, smooth and calm, not pitchy or insanely deep, certainly not a combination of both, like what should've been normal in this state of his body.

"Lets see who is the strongest one now, shall we?"

Bending through his knees, he seemed to make a jump as he suddenly vanished, while seconds later the ice were he had jumped from crackled and imploded beneath the delayed force of his supersonic jump towards Wonseci, who with his eyes wide open and his lowerjaw dropping down, whitnessed the difference between normal changelings and the elite.

"How is this possible? How can he have surpassed me in such short notice?"

The answer never came, as a second later, he got struck in the face by Chill's knee, breaking both his nose and confidence. Blood spurting from his nose, he fell on the ground, as his purple blood drpped from his nose, he tried to find Chill again, yet at no avail. Chill's movements were to fast for him to read, even in his third form, a form for which he had trained twenty years. It was just unthinkable and as well in his eyes; unfair.

A sudden shift in airpressure did Wonseci look up in the air, his eyes widening to their limit. Chill had reappeared from his dissapearance, his left leg stretched out, he performed a heavy dropkick on Wonseci's left shoulder. As Wonseci sank to his knees under the force of the drpkick, Chill slightly turned his body during the momentum and drove his knee in the side of Wonseci's crudely formed face.

Skidding accros the ice, Wonseci felt the pain in his face, yet in seconds it would only worsen. Vanishing from his sight again, Chill dissapeared from his view. While he was standing up, he suddenly felt a hand lay itself upon his elongated skull followed by another hand on the other site. In a matter of seconds, he was lifted from the ground and spun around. he could not react nor stop it, as it was a nasty disadvantage to have such a skull.

Suddenly he was released and as a bullet out of a gun, he soared towards a wall of ice again, yet before he reached it, he suddenly felt a massive elbowstrike upon his forehead, making him crash into the ice on the ground even harder than if he would've hit the wall.

Waggling, he tried to stand up. He was dizzy from the blow to his head, like he had a massive hangover, but more painfull. Yet he was still able to see Chill and launched his fist towards Chill's face, hoping to hit him at least once. He felt a thump and saw that his fist was caught by Chill's hand. Suddenly Chill shifted his weight and threw his own fist towards Wonseci's gut.

Wonseci closed his eyes in fear, yet when he felt the punch, he opened them wide as every molecule of air that he had was forcefull thrusted out of his body. But he was still awake, still alive. In his mind this ment that he still had a chance.

"Haha, was that all, was that aoaoaaAAAAARGH!!"

In an instant his entire gut was blown out, without any movement from Chill. Sinking to his knees Wonseci finally understood why he could not win, looking up he saw the smile on Chill's face. That cruel and devious grin, that was why he could not win, it was a difference in class indeed, a difference in who was more murderous.

"Guess even I cant slay a monster, hurgh..."

The treat was gone, Chill had been reborn and was now more powerfull than ever. More deadly and more determined, he said goodbye of the battered Wonseci, who was bleeding to death in the icecold northern iceridge.

Through suffering and pain, people open their eyes. Through suffering and pain, I shall become a god.

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ooc: finally I get to post my fanfics about my own dbz char somewhere. I love this site...thanks Golden.

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