Chapter 1.
FRIEZA
Frieza was sitting on his flying chair. His right hand held a glass of thick purple drink. His face was stern and cold. Frieza took a sip. The drink was hot. Vapour got layered all over his scouter. "Disgusting drink," he grumbled. It was King Cold's instruction to have that drink thrice daily. "This drink will help you to stay in your normal state for augmented period of time," the king told. Frieza didn't argue. Cold's scientists developed the liquor. And the ability of them was unquestionable. But still, the drinks tasted awful. And moreover, why would he even need to stay in his real form? No one in the universe could challenge him in the state he was. No one except his King father; and his big brother Coola, of course. Frieza was a prodigy among prodigies, his king father told him hundreds of times. Father was proud of him, Frieza knew very well. But the greatest surprise from father was waiting for Frieza's fifty sixth nameday. He was declared an adult. And father gifted him five hundred soldiers and four ships and a dozen planets and said, "start your conquest, son. I've given you all to begin with. Go and expand your empire in my name." The most precious gift was the elite squad of Ginyu. Four deadly mercenaries led by Captain Ginyu who were part of a special force under Cold. Now they were Frieza's to order.