Space.
It is the empty void between tiny islets of life. Trillions upon trillions of Galaxies.
In it exists great heroes, horrible villains and the everyday beings who lie somewhere in-between.
Currently in the Milky Way, a ship was rocketing towards Earth. Disc-shaped, akin to the saucers of the Exterminators of old. Inside lay a being no less insidious than them.
Freeza. Scourge of a million worlds. His family's empire spanned a good deal of the Milky way. As it always is, a hero stood against this evil and defeated him. Unfortunately, the hero's weakness was exploited and Freeza lived. He granted him mercy, up to the point of treachery, when he ended their fight. Now, re-built, Freeza and his father, King Cold were headed for planet earth intent on revenge.
"Cooler would have accompanied us...had you not delegated him to the outer reaches of the Galaxy, Father." Freeza said. He had not moved or spoke since they had departed from Planet Freeza no.3, the top medical facility in the empire.
King Cold smiled. "So, you've finally come out of your sulk then? Most excellent. As for Cooler, you know why I delegated him to the outer reaches of our kingdom..."
"You don't like him?" Freeza smirked.
"True." his father laughed, "And besides, I would have thought you could have handled this little upset yourself. You didn't need to drag me away from my Palace. You are shaping up to be stronger than myself."
"If only you knew Father...I surpassed that long ago." Freeza thought, his eyes flickering to the viewscreen. His mind wandering, the dictator's eyes roved over the black depths, until his eyes fixed on a moving star.
Wait,moving?
"Lord Freeza! Your Majesty! Modified Ginyu Space Pod in sector 38473651!" a senior technician yelled.
"I thought you had said that the Ginyu Force had been annihalated...Freeza?" King Cold enquired. Freeza visibly locked up, and perhaps even shivered.
"On...onscreen." He said. Sure enough, a pod, bearing the logo of the Ginyu Force came into view.
"Can we get an internal feed?" Freeza asked, leaping over the guardrail separating him from the ship's pilots.
"Yes-sir!"
And inside the pod...
"Who is that?" King Cold asked, completely disinterested.
"The Monkey!" Freeza bellowed. "Target that pod and fire!"
"This ship is unarmed." Cold said inspecting his fingernails.
"Remotely detonate the pod!" Freeza tried again.
"No."
"FATHER. THAT-IS-THE-SAIYAN-WHO-*HUMILIATED* ME!" Freeza said, making sure to emphasize every word.
"Computer, if the targeted pod continues on it's current course, where will it land?" Cold said, now leaning on one hand.
"Planet Earth. Also known as Sol-3. Planet is designated Level 5 Planet. Mineral wealth consists of Cobalt..."the computer chimed
"Yes, yes, whatever. Now, current estimation of Pod's arrival on Sol-3?" Cold asked the computer .
"Estimated Arrival Time :1 Galactic Standard Day after this ship's arrival."
"You see Freeza. The problem is resolved. Now you have time to purge that little mud-ball of life. I am sure your foe would simply *love* that. Hmhmhmhm." Cold chortled.
"Ahem. Yes...thank you father." Freeza said, trying to maintain some semblance of dignity. Suddenly, as if from nowhere...
"*Alert* Collision with meteorological object of unknown origin imminent." The Computer honked.
As if to reply, the ship bucked, throwing Cold off of his throne and face first into the floor. Freeza remained standing, and immediately went back into a rage.
"CAN'T YOU IDIOTS FLY THIS THING WITHOUT CRASHING INTO A GIANT METEOR?" he roared.
"That's no Meteor!" A crewman barked. Pushing him away from the console, Freeza looked at the image appearing before him.
"What the?" was all he had time to say before the ship rocked once more.
A creature, covered in snow-white crystals was hurtling towards them at Easily twice the speed of his ship. The creature seemed to be reptilian in shape, and was currently vomiting red, lightning shaped bolts of energy at the ship.
"Oh My!" King Cold sounded surprised. "What is *that?"
Freeza rolled his eyes. "If I knew I would have told you. Honestly Father, how you got an empire like ours freaking as easily as that is beyond me.
King Cold ignored Freeza's insult. "It's getting away!" he yelped. As he said it, the mystery beast was tearing out of range of view...headed in the same direction as both ship and Pod.
"Ahem. Lord Freeza. The creature has inflicted minimal damage to the ship. Unfortunately, the blasts seemed to be concentrated on the ship's propulsion drive and-" the Senior Technician began. There was a flash of red, and suddenly he ceased to exist.
"How long until repairs?" Freeza asked in an icy cold voice, staring at the white speck that was the Pod.
"Repairs cannot be completed in vacuum. Soldering requires oxygen, an element abundant in..." The Computer trilled.
"Perfect. Just prefect." Freeza said, covering his face with his hand.
"Momentum from our recent journey will be sufficient to arrive before the targeted Space Pod. However, ETA will be reduced from one Galactic Standard Day to A Half-Galactic Standard Hour." The on-board AI chimed helpfully.
"Ah,Good news at last! You see my Son!" Cold burst into life, placing a huge hand on Freeza's shoulder. "We will still arrive beforehand! Now he will have to watch you destroy them! Isn't that better?"
Freeza looked grim. "Of course Father. I wouldn't have it any other way." he said, painfully aware of what this Saiyan did to him the last time he had tried that. He touched his quasi-cyborg plating with his organic hand. Which curled into a fist.
"I *will* kill Goku...that...primate..., and show him just. How. Terrible. I. Can. Be." he added quietly.
"Excellent. My Boy, this is the power that all true rulers strive for! The power to destroy those who would defy you!" King Cold bellowed standing tall and proud, leaving no eardrum in the room without a moments deafness.
"I wish you would stop that Father." Freeza sighed, Looking out at the vast void of space, particularly at one small blue speck.
Earth.
And something truly malevolent burned towards it as the Crystalline creature tore through the atmosphere.