"No! Let me out!" Bra pounded on the frozen flame from inside, but it was in vain. No one could hear her. No one would hear her because she was just a frozen beauty.

"Bra! Bra wake up!" 17 yelled shaking the sleeping princess.

"No! I don't want to be frozen!" Bra screamed finally waking up in her bed in the back of her tour bus.

"Bra it was just a dream." 17 said.

"No. It was a nightmare." Bra corrected trying to catch her breath.

"Aren't you a little old for nightmares." 17 joked trying to lighten the mood, but it didn't work. He could tell she was really shaken up by whatever she dreamt.

"It's okay. We're almost at the next city." 17 actually tried to comfort Bra by putting his arms around her.

"Hmm. Maybe now's the perfect time to make my move." 17 thought to himself starting to lean in to kiss her.

"I don't feel good." Bra said out loud getting out of bed and walking to the mini kitchen to see if there was any aspirin for her headache.

"Damn it. So close." 17 cursed.

"Oh well I'll have plenty of chances to seduce the pretty princess." 17 smiled leaving to his own bed toward the front of the tour bus……..

A month Later

            "This is the most perfect role for me ever! I've always wanted to be Wonder Woman." Bra exclaimed excitedly as her and 17 walked through the movie studio lot.

They were there because Bra was going to do some promotional shots for the up coming Justice League movie, where she had won the role of Wonder Woman, which many young actresses wanted.

 Filming wouldn't start for another few months, but the hype surrounding this highly anticipated movie convince the executives to pre release some pictures of the cast in their costumes. Bra was so excited about getting to wear her Wonder Woman costume and make up she couldn't stop talking about it.

"Have fun." 17 said leaving Bra at her personal trailer where she would get her hair and makeup done before costume fitting.

"Hello Bra. I'm Frances I'm going to be  your hair and make up artist." A young man said as the star walked in.

"Nice to meet you." Bra smiled sitting down in her fancy comfy make up chair.

"So the directors told me you want to dye your hair for the role?" Frances double-checked.

"Yes. I always wanted to dye my hair black and be Wonder Woman for Halloween." Bra explained.

"Well actually filming for the movie won't begin for a while are you sure you don't just want to wear a wig for this photo shoot?" Frances asked.

"No. I want to be Wonder Woman." Bra insisted. With that Frances got out the temporary black hair dye……..

"This is strange." Frances said confused an hour later after rinsing Bra's hair.

"What's wrong?" Bra asked curious.

"See for yourself." Frances said swinging her chair around so she was facing the mirrors.

"Omg." Bra gasped as she stared into her unchanged.

"What did you do wrong?" Bra demanded losing her temper.

"Nothing. I did everything right. It should have caught. Black covers every color." Frances defended. But Bra already knew that. Even with her dark purple hair black still should have dyed it.

"Why the hell didn't it work?" Bra wondered to herself getting annoyed.

"I'm going to hurt him." Bra threatened silently when the only logical explanation for her hair not dying came to her.

"When this movie becomes a blockbuster breaking first day opening records we'll talk sequel and possibly her own movie in this role." 17 negotiated Bra's next movie deals with the executives of the WB.

"We need to talk." Bra stated grabbing 17 and dragging him off to a corner of the studio where no one could hear them.

"If you want me that bad we can always go to your trailer." 17 have joked have hit on her.

"Look at my hair!" Bra ignored 17's advanced.

"It's gorgeous. Like always." 17 tried to make up for his sly remarks.

"That's not the point!" Bra snapped.

"My hair and make up artist just dyed my hair black." Bra explained.

"But is it black?" The angry princess asked.

"No!" Bra screamed before 17 could answer.

            "And now you're going to tell me I can never dye my hair or changed any of my looks cuz I'm an android and will look exactly like I did when I became one forever right?" Bra took the words right out of 17's mouth. She took his silence as agreement.

            "I'm starting to think there are lots of things you forgot to tell me about becoming an android because you knew I wouldn't do it if I knew the whole story." Bra confessed.

            "Yeah I lied and schemed to get you to do exactly what I wanted, because I am that manipulative and evil."17 said sarcastically.

            "I wouldn't doubt it." Bra fumed.

            "Fine. Think the worst. After all you already thought I was trouble before you even meet me thanks to your little Z fighter friends and family." 17 fought back.

            "Don't you dare try to turn this against me and try to make me look like the villain and you the victim!" Bra warned.

            " I'm not doing anything but helping you become a super star like you wanted. All I've done is help you, but since you think all I've done is lied to you and caused trouble, I'll leave." 17 said walking past Bra.

            "Leave! I don't need you!" Bra screamed storming off in the opposite direction dramatically…………….

            "Stupid 17! How dare he treat me like that? I'm the Saiyan Princess damn it." Bra cursed as she sat in her private jet on the way to the MTV Music awards where she was nominated for 5 VMA's and performing.

            "I'm his boss! I should fire his ass." Bra considered the idea, but wisely decided against it. 17 might not be evil anymore in the sense he's not going around killing innocent people or trying to take over the world, but that didn't mean he wasn't vengeful. He could expose her secret and cost her everything.

            Bra tried to keep her mind off her fight with 17 by planning out her VMA performance. Bra was going over her dance routine in her head when she was suddenly thrust forward out of her seat and onto the floor of the plane.

            "What the hell was that?" Bra demanded. But before any of her publicists or the flight crew members could answer she found out the answer herself.

            "Omg." Bra gasped as she looked out her window and saw the wing of the plane on fire. The right engine had exploded.

            Before she had a chance to really react to the disaster unfolding a loud explosion rocked the plane. The other engine had just burst into fire. There was nothing the Saiyan Princess could do but scream as the plane plummeted to the earth and crashed.

Authors Note- Okay I could be very evil and stop my fic here. Letting all you readers think Bra dies, and I will do that if I don't get any REVIEWS!