Arcos, even from space, did not look like an attractive world to live on. A giant sphere of ice covered in swirling white clouds, the constant snow storms that would sweep over the planet. It was far from the star of it's solar system, Terma, it's gravity was heavy, and it's atmsphere was fairly thin. By all rights, no life should have ever been able to evolve upon it. And yet, the frost demons came to be. While the Saiyans had their innate skills at combat and warfare, and the Namekians had their natural mystic prowess and regenerative abilities, the Arcosians greatest trait was their ability to thrive and survive in the harshest of environments. Able to live for lengthy periods without heat, air or nutrients.

As King Cold's mothership descended through the swirling white clouds in the skies of Arcos the capital city of the planet, Suzeru,came into view. As was the case with all cities on Arcos, this area was covered with a dome like forcefield to protect from the inclement weather of the planet. It wasn't that the Arcosians had problems with the weather of course, it was simply difficult to maintain the structures of the cities against constant ravaging storms. The diameter of the forcefield extended about five miles past the boundaries of the city to allow for urban expansion.

The palace that King Cold's ship was descending onto was a paculiar looking building by human standards. The base was a large white pyramid that was roughly 30 storey's tall, a large purple window on each of it's sides which closesly resembled the bio-gems of the Cold family. The top of the pyramid had a tower attached to it that added about 10 storeys to the palace's height. The tower was effectively just a large comm tower, containing a powerful supercomputer which was used to coordinate information from all across the Planet Trade Organisation.

One of the large purple discs on the side of the pyramid opened up once King Cold's flying saucer was close enough, and the saucer set it's mechanical legs down on the palace's landing port. Inside the craft itself Frieza had made a brief detour into the med-bay, watching his damaged limbs getting repaired by the medicine machine. He looked over to the Litt scientist from earlier and pointed at him. The scientist gasped and shut his eyes tight, fully expecting a death beam to the stomach "You." Frieza said. The Litt slowly opened one eye, seeing Frieza gesturing for the Litt to come closer with his outstretched finger "I'm placing you in charge of watching my damaged limbs. Come with me into the palace." Frieza said, switching the medicine machine off.

The liquid within the tank took a few moments to drain fully, and once the door to the tank was open Frieza telekinetically extracted his legs, tail and arm from the tank. As he did in the remains of the Namekian solar system he formed an energy sphere around his limbs and towed them behind him as he *clacked* along the corridors of the ship, heading for the landing ramp. The Litt scientist, both unable and unwilling to raise an objection to his reassignment, quietly followed behind the cyborg Frieza.

King Cold watched the two leave his craft with his buff arms folded over his chest. Frieza paused for a moment and looked to his father from over his shoulder "I shall see you again father." he said curtly, giving a nod and continuing to walk along. "Of course Frieza." Cold replied, standing still until the landing ramp shut behind Frieza and his scientist lackey. As soon as that hatch clicked shut, King Cold exhaled deeply and walked back to the bridge of the ship 'Something's definitely wrong with Frieza, and if he won't track down the Super Saiyan to deal with him...I suppose I'll have to contact Cooler and get his help on this matter.' the frosty monarch thought to himself 'Nobody challenges the power of the Cold Family and gets away with it.'

Frieza and his Litt scientist walked along the corridors of the palace in silence until Frieza simply said "Name." The Litt blinked a few times and asked "E-excuse me my lord?" he asked. "Your name." Frieza said, looking over at the Litt with his piercing red eyes "M-Midgyo, sir." the avian scientist replied in a respectful manner. "Good. I like to know the names of my subordinates when they're doing something important from me. It makes their punishment feel that much more...personal if they make the stupid decision to fail me." Frieza remarked. Midgyo gulped hard.

The duo soon entered the throne room and were immediately greeted by two Arcosian women, both in their fully sealed forms and both wearing flowing white dresses. One had golden skin with navy bio-gems on her body, a pair of curved horns looping around the back of her head. The other had light violet skin, the bio gems on her arms and head being green in colour. She had a several small ebony horns dotted around the bio-gem on her head. "Welcome hord Lord Friez-AGH!" the two Arcosian women shrieked and hopped back once they got a good look at him. "L-Lord Frieza, is that you?" the golden Frost Demon asked.

"Polarri. Ais." Frieza greeted, nodding to the gold and purple Arcosian respectively. "I imagine your shock comes from seeing my unsealed form for the first time." he began, before raising his metallic arm up "Or possibly from seeing these temporary prosthetics. Or the disembodied limbs I'm carrying around behind me." he remarked calmly. Ais coughed into her violet fist "A little bit of all three, Lord Frieza...We're also shocked to see you alive, there's a rather persistant rumor that you were killed on Namek." Polarri nodded "We didn't believe it for a second, nobody could beat our great Lord Frieza!" she said proudly.

Frieza scowled for a second, well aware that he'd been beaten on Namek, just unwillig to admit it out loud. He forced a smile and gave his two serving girls a pat on the head with his fleshy hand "Well, the rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated, girls. Now then, give me a moment to show Midgyo here to the medical wing of the palace." Frieza said, walking past the duo with Midgyo and his energy sphere in tow. The two women floated above Frieza "Um, my Lord I hope I'm not speaking out of line here, but perhaps you should make an announcement to your subjects, let them know you're alive." Ais suggested. Frieza didn't even glance there way as he replied "Not yet. Busy, you see. I need to get my limbs repaired and reattached, then I need to train and get stronger so I can slaughter the fools that dared oppose me on that backwater garden planet in the space-boonies..."

Soon enough they reached the medical bay of the Cold Palace and set Frieza's dismembered limbs in a medicine machine, one of the newest and most advanced models in the North Galaxy. "How'd they...You know, get cut up like that?" Polarri asked, head tilted to one side. "A slight mishap with a new technique dear Polarri." Frieza replied, forming a purple Death Saucer in one hand for a few moments before dissipating it. Ais scratched her head "W-well, I suppose me and Polarri will keep watch on Midgyo here, show him around the palace if he needs a tour." Frieza gave a nod and turned to leave "Good girls. Midgyo, once my legs are healed send me a telepathic message. I have one or two other things I want you to give me during surgery." the Frost Demon Prince replied before he left.

He walked to the elevator closest to the med-bay and stepped inside, punching in the button for the training floor. It had been years since Frieza had been here, almost 100 years by his reckoning. Back when they were younger, he and Cooler would train and spar here for hours on end, occasionaly sparring with one of their parents. It was a rather large room beneath the palace itself, constructed with thick black Katchin walls so that the force of their sparring wouldn't shake Suzeru to the ground. There was a large control panel in the centre of the chamber which served as the training rooms environmental controls, handling gravity, heat and controlling the training drones.

It had been some time since Frieza saw any need to train, but he would need to now. He would get stronger, and he'd show the simian fool a terror far greater than Hell. A rage washed over Frieza, thinking back to the indignities suffered on Namek, the humiliation that golden chimp had forced upon him. He could see a ghostly image of this 'Goku' standing in the chamber with him, a few feet away. And he was smirking. The frosty tyrant grit his teeth and his purple aura flared to life, illuminating the black wallsof the training chamber "Disgusting simian, I'll make you pay for what you've caused me! Nobody humiliates the great Frieza like that, nobody will ever surpass me! I'm the mightiest being in the universe! Not you, ME!" As Frieza yelled to the Katchin roof, feeling more enraged now than he ever had before, he could feel...Something stirring inside him, some sort of power he couldn't recall ever sensing before. But he felt it's presence for a mere moment, and then it left him again. What could that have possibly been? He looked back and saw the apparation of Goku had dissapeared, and once again Frieza was alone.


Cooler stood amongst the ruins of a rebel camp on a moon known simply as Cooler 38-M, standing back to watch his Armoured Squadron round up the remaining rebel fighters. "Pathetic, simply pathetic. If you fools wish to oppose me, you could at least have the decency to be stronger than that." the lanky Frost Demon spat, crossing his purple arms over his white armoured chest. This rebel movement had existed for quite some time, but very recently they had been making more bold attacks against the colonies owned by the Cold Family. They'd been rather well equipped as of late, using swiped Planet Trade Organisation ships, armours and scouters. Seemed there was a traitor within the Organisation that needed to be severely disciplined for their treason. But first Cooler had to deal with these rebel traitors.

There were about 5 survivors in total, each of them the same race. Serpian's, a race of vaguely snake like people, their odd sausage-shaped heads being their most defining physical characteristics. "What shall we do with zese traitorous swine Lord Cooler?" Saulza, the lilac skinned Brench of the Armoured Squadron asked, flicking a lock of golden hair behind his ear. "Kill them." Cooler replied "I'd rather not clog up our prisons with them." One purple Serpian spat in Cooler's direction, the glob of saliva only making it about a metre away from him and landing nowhere near Cooler "You fucking monster! You think you can get away with shit like this for your whole life?! You'll be stopped, I swear it!" Cooler didn't even bother looking at him, continuing to look over at the Armoured Squadron.

"By your command, Lord Cooler!" Neiz replied, grinning wickedly and cracking his knuckles. It happened so fast that the human eye couldn't percieve their movements. Salza had formed his signature purple ki blade on his hand and decapitated three of the Serpian rebels with a single stroke of his arm. Neiz had fired a web of lightning from his gloved fingertips and fried one of the rebels into a charred corpse, laughing maniacally all the way. His laughter and the pained scream of his victim were quickly drowned out by the sound of crackling , the buff green alien of the Armoured Squadron, and flown straight at the last rebel, the purple Serpian, and kicked his head and neck clean off his shoulder with his signature Thruster Kick. The Serpian's sausage-shaped head sailed across the horizon of Cooler 38-M and kicked up a small cloud of dust as it landed on the barren grey landscape of the moon.

Doore gave a triumphant laugh "HA HA! YEAH! Touchdown!" he yelled. He paused and glanced to Salza "That's the saying, right?" Salza gave Doore a blank expression and blew some bright blonde hair from his pretty face "How ze Hell should I know?" he asked, his ki blade dissapearing off his gloved hand. "Good work boys. Hopefully that little display will give the rest of the rebels something to think about before they start acting out again." Cooler remarked.

The oldest son of King Cold took a seat on a smooth grey boulder and looked to his men "Now then boys, I believe it's about time y- What are you staring at?" Cooler asked, noting that his trio of guards were looking skyward. "Well Lord Cooler the scouters are picking up a huge poer level coming our way." Neiz replied. Doore punched his palm "Ha, we got this if it's more rebels." he remarked confidently. "Well unless my father suddenly decided to betray his own empire, I sorely doubt we're dealing with rebels." Cooler said, glancing at the new flying saucer heading toward Cooler 38-M. So Cooler and his inions stood about, watching as King Cold's mothership landed about a dozen feet away from Cooler's own. "Stay put." Cooler instructed his Armoured Squadron, before walking toward King Cold's craft, it's landing ramp extending down.

"Father." Cooler greeted as his giant of a father climbed down from his ship. While Cooler was taller than Frieza was in his fully released form, he was still short compared to his fathers second form. "I imagine you're here to talk to me about Frieza's demise on Namek?" he asked, fully believing the rumours. "Good to see you too, Cooler. And your brother isn't dead." he explained, his cape fluttering in the low winds of the moon. Cooler seemed slightly taken aback "R-really now? But I've heard that..."

King Cold cut him short "He's alive. He was grievously wounded on that...Namek planet, appearantly as a result of a Super Saiyan." he exlained. Cooler visibly tensed up at the term "What? That's just a stupid old story." King Cold gave a shrug "That's what I thought, but it's appearantly true...And he'd still out there, Frieza is unwilling to go after him." Cooler placed his hands on his hips and gave a small chuckle "Oh Frieza. One loss and you run off with your tail between your legs...So I take it you want me to deal with him" Cooler asked. The giant Arcosian king gave a nod "Indeed. This Super Saiyan was no doubt some sort of...genius if he was able to outwit Frieza." Cold remarked. Cooler rolled his eyes.

"Yes well, I shall accompany you. I want to see this so-called Super Saiyan's power for myself. Did Frieza say what planet the filthy monkey was heading to?" Cooler asked, mildly curious. King Cold and thought back to earlier "Ah yes, a planet called Earth. From here it should take a few months, it's a fair distance across the galaxy." Cooler shrugged "Oh well, nobody said managing a Galaxy-wide empire would be easy. And besides, if he could best Frieza we just might have found ourselves a decent opponent."


A/N: Woop! Chapter 3 is done. We'll be doing a little timeskip in the next chapter where Frieza has gotten his body recovered and undergoing his intense training, and even getting a new wardrobe. And FoF's equivilant of the Android Saga will begin in the next chapter with Cooler and King Cold landing on Earth. Now I will be making some noteworthy changes in canon when it comes to Earth, most notably all those who were on King Kai's planet in the Namek Saga now know the Kaioen (Piccolo included even if he didn't train, he learned through observation.) Seriously, it was a really useful technique particularly for the human character, and despite learning from King Kai the guys magically didn't learn the technique that could help them stay relevant for longer!

In the period between revival and King Cold's arrival on Earth Krillin has also been taught thetechnique by Tien, just to give him the bonus too. At this stage the guys can use up to Kaioken x10 with minimal strain and are learning higher levels of the technique. Their battle with the Ginyu Force on King Kai's planet is also canon in this, because honestly the humans deserve their moment of awesome.

Now, one review to answer on this chapter from FoolsGil. Yeah the idea did come from Honor Trip, as I mentioned in Chapter 1. And I am fully aware that it's harder to redeem Frieza compared to cell and Buu. With Cell and Buu there's at least some sort of excuse in that they were created and had no choice in the matter, whereas Frieza was raised to be evil and did have a choice. Now in the fic I want to show that Frieza's dickishness was something learned from his father who became Frieza's sole mentor after his more level-headed mother was killed off.

As for whether or not Frieza will be punished for his past, rest assured frieza will endure ALOT of crap in future chapters, and he'll certainly be getting a taste of his own medicine. While the goal is to turn Frieza into a hero, that won't come about without growth and change, and to do that Frieza will have to endure his own hells and realise "Wow I have just been a dick my entire life." So yeah, guys thanks for the reads, stay tuned for future chapters.