Disclaimer: This story takes place as if nothing had happened after the Cell Saga. Mostly because I haven't seen any after that. And I don't understand most of what I hear about what happens after the Cell Saga. I guess that's what happens when I listen to 12 year olds try to describe it. Also I don't own DBZ or any of the characters from the show, if you see someone here that you've never seen on the show then they're probably mine. If you can't tell the difference then you're not watching DBZ enough. And if you don't watch the show then what are you doing reading my story? In fact, what are you doing reading DBZ fanfics at all? Go read some about something you do watch, or better yet, start watching DBZ!

They were on a new planet, always a new planet. The natives never liked them, and empty planets were just too dull to stay on for more than a few weeks. There were just the two of them, a mother and her daughter, they were the last of the Ice-Jin race.

The mother, Glaciea, stood and stared at the sky, she was dying and she knew it, she turned to her daughter, who she had named Articia after her mother who died so long ago, and stated, "I cannot go on anymore."

"What?" Articia asked in shocked horror. "You can't die, not now, not after what you've been through!"

"After what you've been through." She corrected her. "You're so much stronger than I am, I only slow you down, get in you're way, you have to protect me. If that goes on, I'll get us both killed. No, I could go on, for a little bit longer at least, but in the end, I'd take you down with me. It's better that I just die now, when I still have the chance to tell you what you need to know"

"What do I need to know? You're not dying, you can't, I-I-I won't let you!"

"You won't let me?" Glaciea began to laugh, but stopped when the pain shot through her side.

"Listen to me, I am dying, there's nothing you or I or anyone else can do about it. I'm over seventy years old, but I wouldn't have lived to fifty if you didn't do such a good job saving me from our own murderous family. They all turned against me right after you were born."

"You would never tell my why either." Articia murmured, "Every time I asked you said that you would tell me another time."

"And now is as good a time as any. There is so much that I want to tell you, and so little time left to do it. The most important thing is your father. I never told you who he was, and with good reason. Your uncles and grandfather, before they killed my mother of course, ran a business. They bought and sold planets. There was just one problem with the planet trade. The best planets, the ones with the most resources, the ones that brought the highest price, always had people living on them. Of course, an empty planet was worth much more than one with a sentient species already in place."

"They didn't-" Articia started in a mortified voice before she was cut off.

"They did, they killed them all. Sometimes a few powerful beings would actually side with them, and in return, they got to live, until King Kold, or Fridgen, or Frezia lost their temper. Frezia was the worst. He once destroyed an entire shipload of allies, and when I asked him why, he simply said, 'Because it amused me.' I never told you who your father was because it would have ruined their plans for you. They planned to make you part of the family business. You were very powerful, even then, and they knew it. If I told you who your father was, they would have killed us both. They wanted you, there weren't any creatures strong enough to beat them, but there were smarter races and those with powerful weapons. You would have been a big help to them. But my time grows short. I can't stay much longer, you will have to get your father to tell you the rest of the story."

"He's still alive?" Articia was shocked, she had always just assumed her father was dead, otherwise, she would have met him.

"Where is he? Is he a Sayian? He has to be, otherwise, why would I transform in the full moon's light. Who was he? Where is he? Wh-"

"He will have to tell you himself. But yes, he is a Sayian, one of the last in the universe, his name is Vegeita, and he is on a planet called Earth." Those were Glaciea's parting words to her daughter. A pain streaked up her sides, clutching both her hearts in its icy grip.

Glaciea, the last full-blooded Ice-Jin in the universe collapsed, dying seconds later.