This story was inspired by Yugiohfan163's story: List of Oneshots. It inspired me to write a drabble of crossovers that I've been meaning to write. Ones that could end up as full stories later on if enough people want certain chapters to be full stories. Consider this chapter my Christmas gift to all of you loyal readers out there. Merry Christmas to all, and to all a happy new year!

What if Jaune was the blood child of Frieza and left the planet Remnant with a very special someone to establish his own Galactic Empire?

Pairing: Jaune x Yang

RWBY/Dragon Ball Z

Remnant: Sometime After the Vytal Festival…

Deep within the darkness of space, a familiar ship was moving towards an unsuspecting planet with unknown intentions. And within the main control room of the ship, Prince Frost of the Cold Clan and his trusted assistant Sorbet were getting ready to land.

"Lord Frost, we'll be arriving on Remnant in half an hour's time." Sorbet informed, bowing to his lord.

Frost merely chuckled as he thought of all of the havoc he would cause on this planet. Already, he can hear the screams of his enemies and see them on their knees begging for mercy before dying by his hand.

"All this time and the most technological feat, and yet you only managed to find one of the Super Saiyans who defeated my father?" Frost asked.

"Yes sir. Believe me, we started hunting for the other one soon after your father passed on, but no matter where we looked we couldn't find him. It's possible he could've retired to some backwoods world or maybe even died. We're confident that the only Super Saiyans that remain are Goku and Vegeta. Unless you count their half breed offspring. One of which is fully grown." Sorbet reported.

Although he knows of the Saiyans that reside on planet Sadla, but as they have become allies he knows that they're not the targets of the prince. Nor are any of the Super Saiyans, for that matter.

"Good. I don't want any outside interference with my vengeance." Frost said.

"But sir, even if you do get your revenge, what's to stop someone from going to Earth and using their Dragon Balls to resurrect the hunters and huntresses you plan to destroy?" Sorbet asked.

Frost merely chuckled at that thought.

"A worthy concern. That's why I'll destroy the planet while I destroy them. That way those huntsmen along with those arrogant swine of Atlas will be permanently expunged!" Frost explained.

"Yes, I see…"

Frost glanced at Sorbet from the corner of his eye as he asked "Which reminds me, you remember our contingency in case things go south?"

"Yes, yes, I'll be ready." Sorbet replied, rubbing his hands together gleefully.

"Good. Then let's go." Frost ordered.

A knock on the door caught Frost's attention as he turned around and was met with his beautiful wife walking in wearing her battle armor.

"Prince Frost," said Yang as she knelt on one knee in respect. "A thousand pardons for interrupting, my lord."

Frost merely knelt down and helped her to her feet.

"You know that you don't have to take such a tone or bow down to me, Yang. We are married and are of equal ranking in the hierarchy." Frost gently reminded.

"Sorry, force of habit. Anyway, I just wanted to let you know that our troops are ready for combat." Yang informed.

"Very good. With the four kingdoms negotiating a possible treaty, we're bound to meet substantial resistance in our efforts to either conquer or destroy the planet." Frost said.

"But there's one more thing… two of our informants on Remnant have been forced to retreat to planet Sadla and seek sanctuary there as of yesterday." Yang informed.

She and Sorbet recoiled in shock and slight fear as Frost slammed his tail on the ground and let it thrash about a little before collecting himself. She knew he was bound to get angry, but she didn't think his anger would raise enough to get this kind of reaction out of him.

"What do you mean they were forced to retreat? What could possibly have brought this on?!" Frost demanded.

"Two of our spies were on a routine recon mission in Atlas, but it would seem as though their cover was blown by Cinder and her own troops. They were forced to flee to avoid being captured and interrogated by those wretched clankers." Yang explained.

Frost scowled as he looked back out towards the planet. This certainly would make things a lot more difficult.

"Continue on course as planned." Frost ordered. "We may be down by two powerful warriors, but we can't allow that to stop us from achieving our goal!"

"Yes sir! I'll tell the pilots to put the ship into high gear." Sorbet said.

As the small blue alien ran off to accomplish this task, Yang had remained behind. She knew that with the upcoming battle her husband was going to need all of the comfort and stress relief he could get.

...Not THAT kind of stress relief, ya bunch of pervs! Get your minds out of the gutter!

Anyway, Frost walked over to the loveseat that he had placed in the Captain's quarters and took a seat with a heavy sigh. But he did manage to smile as Yang sat next to him and began to rub his shoulders through his armor.

"A penny for your thoughts?" Yang asked.

"No thanks. But I'll take a kiss instead."

Yang couldn't help but laugh and shake her head at this response. After being around her for so long, it would seem as though her sense of humor rubbed off on him. Not that she minded, of course. It just meant that she's married to a man who not only loves her, but also genuinely thinks her puns are funny.

"I'm serious, hon, you're even more tense than usual today. Tell me what's wrong?"

Frost sighed and wrapped an arm around his wife. She could always tell when he had something on his mind and it irked him so much at times. But he loved that about her.

"It's just that before I ever became Prince Frost, Galactic Peacekeeper, you and I were once students of a huntsman academy on this very planet. I'm not so certain that I can destroy it without great hesitation. The planet and so many places on it hold far too many good memories." Frost explained.

Yang's eyes softened as she nuzzled her husband's neck.

"Jaune…"

Frost closed his eyes and brought Yang into a hug, memories that had been long since buried returning to the surface en masse.

"... It's been so long since I was last called by that name. A name that once symbolized weakness, yet brought me together with the woman of my dreams."

Frost broke the hug and looked deep into Yang's gentle lilac eyes. And as she looked into his stern yet gentle red ones, all they saw was undying love for one another.

"It brought me together… with you, Yang Cold." Frost said poetically.

He placed a gentle hand to her face, and the two former citizens of the planet Remnant closed their eyes as they shared a loving kiss. Though the future would bring forth a great battle, right now they were content with being in each other's arms.

So, what do you think? Would you rather…

A.) Have me turn this chapter into a full story.

B.) Adopt this story idea with my permission.

C.) Just have me write a sequel chapter to this one.

Let me know your choice and what you think of the chapter in the reviews, and everyone have a very Merry Christmas!