Freezer special

His heart was beating wildly and his eyes were wide open. He felt like he had been trapped in a nightmare and someone with a scarred face was about to rush and kill him. Then it occurred to him. Wasn't he dead? For the first time in half an hour he stirred and looked up. He couldn't see a halo. So he was alive again? But how was that possible? He was sure that years ago he had been chopped up and pulverized by a strange warrior with purple hair. He still had Enma Diao's huge desk in front of his eyes, where he then had to step and listen to a lot.
He had never thought it possible, but now he was ashamed of his actions and even showed remorse. After all, in hell you had a lot of time to think. He had used that too and had to realize that he could and should have done many things differently in his life. Then maybe he wouldn't have died so quickly. He was sure that one day Vegeta would have taken his place, but that day would not have come for a long time.
In Hell, Freezer had made friends with some Saiyajins - even if that had taken a lot of time. He got on really well with Bardock and Raditz also enjoyed the poker games. King Vegeta was not convinced of this. He doubted the Ice-Jin's sudden friendliness. But the former tyrant didn't give a damn. King Vegeta was the only one Freezer didn't like at all. Freezer liked to refer to him as a delusional bureaucrat.
Freezer felt weak. He last felt this way when he was buzzing around in space after the fight against Son Goku and the Nameks explosion. He was lucky then, because his father had picked him up in the universe and his doctors were still trying to save most of them, which they succeeded. After the numerous operations Freezer looked like an oversized can opener, which gave his brother Cooler a lot of fun, but at least he could get his revenge - or was planning to.
He knew that Son Goku's new home planet was the earth and together with his father King Cold and some of his warriors he made his way there. He was seething with anger and really had to control himself not to process everything in the spaceship into kindling. The thought that a Saiyan could almost kill him of all people and he didn't want to accept. A couple of his systems analysts had calculated when Son Goku would reach Earth, after all he had fled with one of the Ginyu Force capsules, which, however, had another planet as a target. Freezer and his father arrived on Earth a few hours before Son Goku's arrival. They landed in the desert, where the Saiyan's capsule was also expected to land. For some reason someone else knew they were on earth.That strange boy had just attacked him. Without a scouter, Freezer did not know that this warrior was much stronger than him and therefore could easily finish him off.
Later in Hell, he was told by Ginyu what happened afterwards. So his father had tried to do business with the warrior. To make him his. That sounded strange to Freezer and then he realized that his father was able to simply replace one of his sons with another stranger in the event of death. When Cooler later died and went to hell, he told him about this 'incident' and he was beside himself. Cooler was the older of the two and knew that in case of Cold's death he would have taken his place, but that his father would not have replaced him was a possibility.
Now the former tyrant was stuck in this room. He couldn't really move, everything just hurt him. With an effort he had managed to sit up and lean against the wall. At least he wasn’t cold, but as Ice-Jjin this wasn’t surprising either. His race felt no cold, but heat and the extreme.
With half-lowered eyelids, Freezer looked around the room again. It had something of the rooms from its earlier spaceships. The dormitories of lower-class warriors looked something like that. But he knew he wasn't in a spaceship. The material looked too heavy for that. It had to be some kind of vaulted cellar.
Freezer tried to remember the past few days, but it was difficult for him. All he remembered was that he had quarreled with his father over some mundane matter that wasn't even worth mentioning. After that the picture was black - a film tear. Was his father behind the whole story? No, he couldn't imagine that. He would not have had the opportunity to do so in Hell either. After all, there were only a few houses in Hell and these were occupied by Enma's employees and not by Hell dwellers.
His head pounded and it was difficult for him to breathe. He felt like something was eating away at him from the inside.