Latice
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Chapter Four-
"Ah, sh……oot," Bobby groaned, quickly changing his choice of words when Storm raised a pointed eyebrow at him. "You had to say that, Cyclops."
Cyclops blinked at Bobby, then back at Latice. "I-I'm sorry. I meant no insult."
Jubilee touched Latice's arm cautiously. "He didn't know, Latice. Please don't be mad. It's just that when people see something other than the normal human, they think mutant, not a…an alien."
Latice bared her teeth, but once more settled back in her seat, pinning the mutant leader with her cold dark eyes. "I am not of this disgustingly weak race," she growled, "and don't you ever forget it. I am a Saiyan, a warrior of the Elite class."
"Well, like, you don't have to insult us," a brown haired girl named Kitty mumbled. Latice barely spared her a glance.
"It's your own fault that you are weak. I'm surprised that you were not wiped out by the Ice-jin Empire long ago, or at least sold as slaves."
The X-Men exchanged glances, then Storm spoke up.
"What is this Ice-jin you speak of?" Latice's face darkened, and her hand clenched. "The Ice-jin are a powerful race. King Cold began his empire long ago, and began taking over planets, killing those who resisted him, and enslaving the rest. His sons, Cooler and Frieza expanded his empire even farther, and the three ruled much of the universe, with the exception of the Shiar Empire, and a few outlaying galaxies that no one knows much about anyway. Frieza." Her voice became tight with anger as she hissed his {her? ^_~} name. "Frieza murdered King Vegeta and his mate, then destroyed our planet, and most of the Saiyajin people. The young Prince was forced to work in his army with several others, including my father. I an one other was forced into Cooler's service. We were forced to purge planets, to destroy any opposing life forms, so that the planet could be sold. It was destroy, or be destroyed." Latice was staring at her clenched fists now, and her voice became barely audible. "I lived only with the thought of one day avenging my people."
The rest of the ride was silent, and thoughtful, each mourning the destroyed lives, but silently thankful to be spared this fate.
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Ok, this was really short, but it was necessary for a little background, ya know….thanx for your review, psycho bunny!!