My Self - Insert Stash

-SI as Freeza's army cannon fodder. *Having him fight and earn his power to the top is way more satisfying than being gifted it~!

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Posted on: forum.questionablequesting.com/threads/becoming-a-monster-dbz-insert.9695/ (Bladedhc)

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Chapter 1+2 (exceptional)

"Designation?" the monotone of the robot calmed me somewhat of my current situation.

"Do not look directly into..The Nozzle"

"Dennis" The Nozzle examined my form as it spoke, though it really had no determinable appearance, aside from reminding me of something I couldn't quite remember

"Place of Conscription?" "Abandoned escape pod, found by shuttle 62-48-25F"

"Race?" "Human"

"Approximate power level?" "...Three."

"Verification Confirmed, welcome to Freeza force, conscript Dennis, barracks are on level three, no personal room will be provided."

As I stepped away from The Nozzle I couldn't help but remember what brought me here.

A f.u.c.k.i.n.g birthday wish, I had been sitting through the same song and dance my family put us through whenever one of us got a little older, and in the tedium of it all, I wished for a life in Dragon Ball Z.

The world froze, A horrible, horrible voice, sounding of rotting meat being slapped against itself replied to my silent wish.

"Granted, little fly,"

I awoke to alien faces glaring back at me, pulling me from some pod, and dressing me in somewhat familiar armor, before telling me I was fodder to be used at Freezas will.

"Planet Trade Freeza?" I asked, with some trepidation, before it started to come together.

"Indeed new meat, you'll serve our glorious overlord better knowing who he is."

They measured my meager power, tossed me with several other terrified beings, and left.

Some got selected as training dummies, others as food to the soldiers with higher power levels, but I knew they respected power here.

As the hours ticked by and the people I was with were dragged away, screaming of how unfair it was, all I could do was hope to find a way to impress the next guy enough to be the kind of conscript they used in fights instead of the kind they used for practice.

The room smelled like disinfectant, fluorescent lighting shined down on the other inhabitants of the room.

They seemed as concerned as I was, shivering in corners and hoping they would be noticed last.

I wanted to live, I wanted to live more at that moment than I ever had, I knew people like humans were just toys to the aliens and monster that existed here, meat to be exterminated so the strong could take the planet we inhabited.

Even the aliens were weak compared to what the main cast would later become, charnel forgotten and ignored as the real power came to challenge Earth for it's right to live on.

I needed to be seen as one of these monsters if I wanted to live even past today, so I decided to do something to show the same disregard for life they did, to show them that I was weak, but I was like them.

So I considered something I never put real thought to before.

Murder, for it could be called nothing else. I was going to kill these people, who were just as scared as I was.

If only to seem strong I would murder these people. I already knew how too.

The body of one of the conscripts who tried to escape was left here as a warning. It had two large horns pointing from the front of its head, and blue skin.

One of its horns cracked, loose from the blow the creature took to the face.

I reached forward and grasped at it, pulling with all my might.

POV Change (Commander Belk)

Conscriptions were one of Belk's favorite parts of the job, the new meat they found on conquered or destroyed planets always panicked quite nicely when they found out they weren't strong enough to make the cut, to be real warriors.

The fear as they realized they'd either die entertaining the strong on this ship or die distracting the strong when the real fighting started was always delicious to see.

He was walking to evaluate who had enough spine to be sent out with blasters in hordes to attack planetary defense forces while the real warriors fought, and who would be used as target practice.

He had even heard one of the latest batches even had someone with a power level of three, what a laugh it would be to see such a weak creature break against the punches of even low ranked soldiers.

He was having fun today, pulling them out one by one and watching the rest panic when he returned, hoping they'd have just a little more time to live.

He used the last man he'd grabbed to feed one of the more crazy members of his followers in the 89th invasion squad.

Pretty funny actually.

With a skip in his step Commander Belk returned to the room the kept the conscripts in, with a jump he appeared in front of the door faster than some of these weaklings could even see and started to shout "Alright meat, whos ne-"

The weakest one of the batch stood over the struggling form of a Geressian, probably the last of its kind now that he thought of it, withdrawing a horn from its eye.

The other two had already been killed, their eyes having been taken out with the same horn the "Human" held.

It turned to him with a smile and said "They bothered me with all this cowardice. if we are gonna die, I'd rather it by with three more kills under my belt than I had before."

A pleasant surprise, turns out the weak conscript had the spine for the upcoming invasion.

Chapter 2

Apparently, they wanted me to help them clear a world out, not all fighters in Freeza force actually have the fighting power to blow up a world like Vegeta could in his first entrance to the series.

So they sent in a bunch of peons as fodder while those with power levels above 300 did the real work.

The good news was they did provide training to all members, even conscripts like me. This was overall a Meritocracy, so while it was nearly unheard of, apparently some individuals could make the jump to regular soldier. In theory, a soldier could then jump to commander, and so on, but it had never really been done.

The bad news was I had three days before we reached our next target, I was smart enough to realize doing something like fighting someone else or lifting weights was unlikely to accomplish anything but making me a laughing stock, so I retired to the barracks to get a feel for this "Ki" the z warriors always talked about. If it made Tien, someone who apparently was a (somewhat) normal human, capable of actually fighting cell than it clearly had enough merit for me to try it out.

Our next target was supposed some easy world with a good ecosystem and plenty of mineral resources, but I was worried it would be a death world for someone like me.

So I sat, criss cross apple sauce, and tried to feel the universe around me.

I could feel the difference between this universe and my own, but beyond that, I had no idea what to do. So I looked within myself for some spark of energy, some portion of power to fuel my future as a warrior. What else could I be when most other beings apparently had a god-like power over me?

I looked and looked for hours, focusing on mundane breathing methods just to keep still. As time went on and my anxiety at the situation faded, my mind stopped whirling. I stopped focusing on my pending doom. The silence I once felt as horrifying now helping me to search and do nothing else.

Until I found it, It was small, hard to feel and harder to grasp, but it was mine.

I had power now, a power that I knew could grow to surpass my current oppressors, the power to stand against the Freezas, the Cells, and the Buus of the world. I wouldn't be defending anybody but myself, but knowing I could fight them eventually, with enough training was relieving to say the least.

Others in this place gave up or stagnated, thinking they could grow no stronger, or that they had already become the very strongest that would ever exist, but not me.

I knew this place had ways of throwing foes at you until they broke you, it even happened to Goku. He was just one of those lucky enough to have a magical bullshit machine to come back to life.

I would not be so lucky.

A human could become strong here. A human would become strong here. Hell, even without training there were ways to grow in strength.

The Tree Of Life, The Dragon Balls, The Hero Water and the possibility of more all crossed my mind. If I could take advantage of such things I would. For now, though all I could do was wait and hope.

There was one power a lot closer to my reach though.

There was one way to power that all the greatest heroes used. One that had turned the mighty Goku into a force of nature, that had allowed Goku access to the power locked within the Sayain DNA.

The power of Gravity, Goku had trained at gravity beyond that of earth, beyond that of many planets, and it changed him into a "super" Sayain. Honestly, it seemed odd that something that would normally just crush people to goo would make him so strong, but I had to believe Ki was the answer.

Ki would allow me to experience the training without being crippled, it would allow me to grow to the levels I needed.

It would have to.

I began to move my Ki, a task that came at surprising ease. I was probably the Sakura of Dragon Ball, low energy, easy control. I could feel it emanating from my center in slow, eager waves, leaving my body and dispersing into the air around me.

The first step was to try and make it not do that so much. Not a lot to go off of I know, but apparently, you get the most bang for your buck if you reduce how much you let out of your body. I remember something about it making people considerably stronger.

I felt at it for hours, poking and prodding, but all it really did was piss me off. When I took a break I finally noticed that others had joined me in the room, looking at me with wariness from the other side of the room were two purple people.

The horns meant they probably shared the same species of the person whos horn I now held with me.

Not the best impression to make, but at least they wouldn't bother me now. Fear was a weapon I would have to learn to use anyway.

I glared at the one who looked me in the eye, imagining attacking him with a laser beam from my eye.

He gasped and turned around. I felt the Ki in my body return to its natural form, I smiled.

As I decided to lay down on my cot, the only one in the "barracks" as they called it, I decided I would need to practice a bit more while I pretended to sleep.

Apparently, I can already do something that looks pretty f.u.c.k.e.d with my eyes.