Icy Blue

Yeah yeah, I know. How dare I show my face right? Well, I've been stressed lately with school and then coming out with a new comic. Not mention finishing the script for it. What comic you say? There's info on it at my author's profile. There's also a help wanted ad for brainstorm ideas on my other unfinished stories. So if you've been itching for one of my other stories to be updated then I suggest you send me some ideas for them. I was also a little discouraged when I posted an update a few months back for my other DBZ story, Yearning, and only received one review. But I've decided to give it another go and post something else up. So it's up to you guys to give me a confidence boost here, I'm already starting to loose the spark I once had for writing these fun stories. Help me keep my interests in it. Okay enough yapping. This story came about as all of my stories do. At night of course, because I can never get to sleep during the summers. It's based off of my comic, Icy Silencer, though not by much. I just used the general plot to get the ball rolling. The rest is imagination.

Disclaimer: I'm only saying it once, cuz I usually forget to write the stupid disclaimer. I don't own DBZ or any of its characters. I do however own Icy Silencer. So no stealing, it's copyrighted. :P

Icy Blue

By: Angelwarrior1

Prologue: Beauty of Death

A ball of energy hurdled towards an uninhabited planet that was deemed as useless. It collided into the planet and light surrounded it as it began to crumble. The pods left once their work was done, certain that they would hear no more of the sphere that once lived. Usually their assumption that they wouldn't be bothered by this job would be correct. This time however, they brought something new to the stage. A big chunk of rock that was left over from the blast began to crack and light soon began to glow through...

Meanwhile...

The prince skidded across the floor as the kick landed into his ribs. He could barely stay conscious. And he was certain that this time his depraved master would really kill him. His infractions had been huge and there was no escaping. He was hauled up by his hair as his master smiled with ferocity at him.

"Vegeta. Tsk tsk tsk... I had placed more faith in you to complete the task I had given you. But you have failed me. So disappointing. It shouldn't have been that hard to purge three tiny planets in one month. And yet you only destroyed two and came back from the other planet barely alive. I know the inhabitants are real monsters, but really. Turning back and running? How pathetic."

"I don't give a shit anymore... If you're going to kill me then get it over with. I...won't serve you...anymore... Frieza."

"Sigh I was afraid it would come to this. My poor little monkey prince. How I wanted to keep you for all eternity." Frieza dropped the broken saiyan prince to the floor as he walked over to his throne, sitting there once more.

He looked at the prince who laid there on the floor. It had taken years to break this man. So many years of screwing with his mind and beating him. He did all he could to turn the prince into an obedient little pet, but somehow the man had managed to withstand it all. He realized the moment Vegeta returned that it had been his intention to disobey him. He planned on dying today. Should he kill him though? He would only be doing what he wanted, but he saw no other way around it. Vegeta would always cause problems wherever he went in an attempt to be killed off. His only way of getting free from his grasp. He would not allow it. He would think of a way to keep the monkey tied down to him. Till the end of his days.

"Well? What are...you waiting for? Kill me now...before I cause more trouble." The prince strained to speak.

"Sorry, I have other plans in mind for you my dear monkey." Frieza's sardonic smile resurfaced as he looked down at the fallen saiyan.

Vegeta looked up at him through his black eyes. He knew it wouldn't be that easy, it was never that easy. If he wanted to escape from Frieza's hold he'd have to attack him with everything he had in order to be killed off. It was his only option left. His servitude had gone on for far too long. He was already disgraced in the eyes of everyone around him. He was nothing to them or his long lost race. His people would never be avenged and he would face them as the failure that he was.

"You will be sorry for that decision...you bastard." Vegeta's eyes promised that threat as he struggled to rise from the floor.

"Ha ha ha! I doubt it. Face it Vegeta you are nothing compared to me. I rule and you bow. It will always be your place. A place I enjoy watching from up high."

Vegeta summoned what little strength he had and charged at Frieza. Frieza simply smirked at his pathetic attempt to off himself. He hit Vegeta away from him as soon as he was within hitting distance. Vegeta landed against the wall, his energy beginning to fade away. He barely heard the sound of the his master's voice as it scolded him.

"Now look what you've gone and done. I had my heart set on keeping you too. Oh well, I suppose some things just can't be helped." Frieza powered up a blast in his hands to put the saiyan prince to his death.

"Goodbye my monkey-"

The doors to the throne room suddenly flew from their hinges and in flew a very angry women.

"You!" Her voice reverberated off the walls and eventually faded in echoes.

"And who are you!" Frieza's energy ball dissipated as he stared at what appeared to a goddess of sorts.

"You dare to disturb my sleep!" She shouted in rage, completely ignoring his question.

"How dare you come into my palace and yell at me! Do you know who I am! I rule this universe! And I can kill you just as quickly!" Frieza became angry at the mystery woman's audacity.

She floated in front of his throne staying silent as she assessed him.

"You are of no importance in my eyes! I simply came here to kill you for daring to disturb my slumber!" Her voice never wavered and stood strong as she projected.

“What was that!” Frieza could hardly believe that anyone would speak to him in such a manner.

“Silence!”

"Rawr! How dare you! You little bitch!"

Vegeta stared at the woman through dying eyes. She was gorgeous. He thought he was looking at an angel. She was too beautiful to be otherwise. Frieza leapt from his throne and flew at the unknown intruder.

"DIIIIEEEEE!"

Before he even made it halfway to her, Frieza was stopped in midair and his neck was snapped to the side smoothly. He fell in a crumpled heap to the floor.

"Pfft! Some ruler." The majestic woman stepped forward and sat down in the dead tyrant's throne.

She looked around at what were now her new followers. How things had changed big time. What exactly happened here? How did she go from sleeping to becoming the universe's new ruler. She thought back. She was sleeping. That much she knew. But then the rock she was encased in cracked and she was suddenly free. Free to get her revenge. She tracked down the information on who destroyed her planet and immediately traveled to find Frieza. Everything was so unplanned. She simply wanted to make someone suffer, not become some new figurehead in the center of the universe. Her eyes scanned every corner of the throne room until they met the black eyes of a dying man. She quickly snapped from her thoughts and looked closely at the man. He was already at death's door, it would so easy for her to end his life. But no, she was not that kind of ruler.

"Someone get that man some help." She looked around as no one moved and continued staring at her.

Her angered flooded back full force as she looked at the idiots that surrounded her.

"NOW!" Her voice flooded the room.

People started scattering to do as she commanded. Two men went over to collect Vegeta as he continued to watch the powerful woman before him.

"Ex-excuse m-me." A man stepped forward.

"Yes?" The queen looked down at the obviously scared man.

"Who a-are y-you?"

"I am Bulma, Queen Bulma to you. And I want complete silence of what has happened here today! Is that understood? I don’t need anymore trouble at the moment. Tell me young man, what is your name?"

"Kinton, my lady." He knelt before his new queen.

"Kinton tell me something. Will someone more powerful than Frieza be looking for him soon?"

"Frieza's father...King...Kold...and his...brother...Cooler..."

Both Bulma and Kinton looked over at the saiyan that was being lifted.

"You know of these family members?" Bulma rose and walked over to the injured man.

"I...know...a lot...of things..." Vegeta stared up into her eyes.

"Hmm...don't let him die. I'd like to speak with him more once he's in better condition." Bulma looked the men square in the eye.

They knew they couldn't fail their new queen and swiftly carried Vegeta out to the regeneration tanks.

"Kinton."

"Yes?" Kinton rushed to kneel before her.

"Inform me of everything that has been going for the last 500 years."

"I'm afraid my knowledge is limited. I do not know of everything that has gone on that far back." Kinton looked to the floor in shame.

Afraid that he had failed his new master, he prepared himself for a quick death. Instead he was surprised when her hand rested atop his head. He slowly peeked up at the wondrous woman before him.

"It is okay. Can you tell me this then? Is there someone who does know of such things?"

"Vegeta, the man who was just taken to the regeneration tanks. And maybe Zarbon, he was very close to Frieza."

"Thank you my child." Bulma returned to her throne for a moment.

"Kinton? Has word spread around the palace and planet to keep the change in leadership a secret?"

"Hm, let me check on that for you my lady." Kinton waited for her approval and left at her nod.

Bulma gave more orders out to the remaining men, ordering that all of Frieza's old advisors be brought to her immediately. After minutes went by Kinton came back into the room. He knelt before her and gave his report.

"Everyone knows of the order of silence my lady, several traitors have been killed for trying to send out messages to the other planets in your territory."

"I see. Well, though I appreciate the traitors being taken care of I don't believe I gave the order to kill them." Bulma's eyes narrowed.

It seemed that some of her followers weren't taking her seriously. She would have to make an example of her power once more to remind everyone.

"Kinton, set up a broadcast. I wish to send a message to the people of this planet."

"As you wish it." Kinton jumped up and had a camera set up in front of the queen.

"Rolling." Kinton stated.

"Hello everyone. This is your new queen speaking. I am sure many of you out there are confused about what is going on right now. Well let me tell you. I have killed your master. I understand he was unbeatable before my awakening. But now that I am free from my prison I suggest you forget about that pathetic worm that dared call himself a ruler. I am ruler now, but some of you still feels it's necessary to question my orders. What orders exactly? I ordered that no one speaks a word to anyone outside of this planet of what has happened. And while you have all done a wonderful job of that so far, I have been informed that several traitors have been killed in order to keep that silence. I don't recall issuing such order, which means some of you feel that my orders mean nothing. That I mean nothing! You're lucky I don't destroy all of you for my being woken up! Instead I offer to become your queen and keep you from harm! This will not be tolerated! And since most of you haven't seen what I'm capable of, here's a small taste." Bulma smiled a chilling smile.

Her eyes moved to the tyrant that hadn't been touched since he was killed and lifted him into the air using only her mind. His body levitated to her side, in perfect view for all to see. Bulma pulled a metal pole from one of the walls with her mind and placed it next to the dead ice-jin. And with one thought his head was pulled from his body. She swiftly drove it on top of the metal pole.

"All I ask is that you all do as I say and I'll let you all live in peace. Goodbye for now, my children." The camera went off and Kinton had to pry his hands from the camera and calm his nerves.

His new queen had the potential to be just as evil as his old master if everyone chose not to listen to her warning. But if they chose to ignore a display like, then maybe they all deserved to die.