Second Form App. - WolfxOmega

| Suddenly, the Changeling found himself defeated. He was still conscious, as his tail was then suddenly cut off. A screaming pain coursed through where his tail used to be, as he began to unleash a mighty yell from the deepest bussom. He was thrown into the ship that brought him there in the first place, and was then blasted off, not knowing whether or not his brethren was going to survive, was already dead, or was going to be enslaved.

Hours passed, and the Changeling now awoke from his mental torture. Now landing on Icer, the Changeling collapsed out of his now broken "ship." He found the strength to get up, his whole body feeling like hell, as he quickly clenched his fists and closed his eyes.

His advisor; dead or enslaved. His bright, amazing future; turned into dust by some child chick that ate a fruit. His victory had came, and just as quickly, galloped away to accompany Perish. He was the leader of his people. He had dominated the battlefield alongside the others of his race. He had the SAIYANS AT HIS MERCY! He had the Saiyans doubting their allegiance to their own RULER! He was feared amongst the Saiyans. But then..Perish seemed to quickly tear him apart.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, his fists still clenched, and his teeth being gritted. He felt angry. Angry at his loss. Angry at the possible enslavement or death of his advisor. Angry that he couldn't defeat such a pathetic, idiotic race of brutish Saiyans. All of a sudden, he looked up towards the icy, pure white sky.

"Why...Did..I..LOOOOSE!" He yelled out, smashing his feet into the ground, before he began unleashing his power once more. This time, the scenario was different. Unlike before, where his anger caused nothing but his power to increase, he found the environment around himself begin shaking. The rocks around him? They began tearing apart, before rising and following the figure of Frigid. He found that clouds now began forming, going like a hurricane in clock-wise motion. The epicenter? Frigid himself. He found his own body morphing, his figure rising. His power following with it. The ice beneath him began cracking, before making way. Now the lone Changeling stood in a desolete environment. A single, small ice-layer held him up above the now-surrounding water. A hurricane seemed to of formed where he was, and rocks began falling into the water, causing ripples throughout them.

His body, however, had not stopped morphing, as it rose more and more. His legs became thicker, stronger, and sexier. Same with his arms, neck, head, torso, and everywhere else. He was..amazing. But now, his vocal cords allowed his voice to be deeper, as he suddenly spoke.

"..I should've had this power since the beginning..I should've had this power to DESTROY THE SAIYANS!" He shouted, as he burst out from the little layer that held him above the water. A water tide occured, going the opposite way of where Frigid was facing, pushing the rocks away, and causing even more ripples which didn't stop for a while. Then, after a while, Frigid landed, and began training, wanting his power to reach higher limits to defeat those pesky Saiyans and rescue his brethren.