Freiza Story 2: Return, Return of Cooler (It's a bit more serious, I think. . .)
Where am I? I thought as I looked around. It was strange, I suddenly realized that I'd been sleep walking and waltzed onto the space ship's main corridor. I rubbed my eyes as I glanced around the long hall that stretched clear across the space ship, with metal walls and shimmering tiles on the floor.
"Sir?" Behind me was a short (Not that I'm much taller) monster-like thing with alien clothes, slumped on his shoulders, "What are you doing, Master Freiza, this late at night?"
"Be gone, I say!" Anger swelled up in me as the monster continued to question me in my humiliation. I forced my back to him and walked opposite from my bed chambers and skittered on in the hall.
"B-But. . ." The monster was left and he wasn't sure of what I just did. I finally heard his steps echo farther away and I continued on until I entered the control panel room. Flashing buttons on all walls, I stepped in and I seen another monster dozing off in a chair in the center of the vastness.
"Ahem!" I forced my voice to rise. The monster stirred and I waited for more of a response but nothing came. His eyes were still closed and a soft noise was coming from his mouth.
I turned back around and headed into the main corridor again. I felt like the metal on the walls, rusted and faded of its glimmer, running for what seemed like eternity into the abyss of the space ship. Sleep had completely left me. It was at least three in the morning and there was nothing to do.
I sighed and continued along the hall back to my sleeping quarters. It never ends, I thought. I must have been sleep walking a great deal of time. It at least takes 15 minutes to make it from one side to the other and the sleeping rooms are another 20 minutes after that.
I ran my hand along the giant pipe that slit the corridor in half as it followed the halls. Suddenly in the distance, I seen the monster that I ran into before. I stopped and he continued forward, his head bent low. His eyes were off somewhere else. He almost reached me and then his head ripped up.
"Master Freiza!" He froze and stared at me, "I'm sorry. . .I'm just doing my rounds I'll go--"
"Wait," My voice sounded crackled. I failed to hide it, "Do you know where our next stop will be?"
The monster was at first taken back but replied reluctantly, "Well our next stop is the planet Zorkune. Didn't your father-"
"Never ye mind," I waved my hand for him to go and I continued on my own path. The monster hesitantly moved on. He feared me.
Thoughts shouted through my head as I reached the end of the corridor. I followed every other hallway, crossing doors and stairs.
It's been at least seven months since that day. The day when my revenge on the planet earth faded. Always that Goku. Just the same as I remembered him, if not more childish. He had changed, yes. And that caused something in me to react and the lust for revenge disappeared. My Krusty crew and I left that planet, never expecting to see it again on my orders. After that day, I gave absolute power to my father, King Cold. My brother- I mean sister, Frosty stays on our home planet, relaxing and doing nothing to help conquer the universe. The fool my sister is! Ha! Oh, how she disgusts me, always the one taking it easy and getting all the fame. It wasn't my fault I was the ugly one in my family. My other brother, Cooler is dead.
Before I knew it, I reached my room, the high polished door almost hitting my face. I let all my thoughts go and opened the door.
The room before me was vast and the ceiling was stretched as high as a ball room. Mother always loved ball rooms. She was the one who designed the space ship, always looking for an excuse to dress everything up, before she died. But that was a long time ago.
There was my bed, all tattered and uneven. I was obviously tossing and turning in the night. It was no surprise I was sleep walking either. As I neared the bed I finally felt the sleep sweep over me. Once my head hit the pillows, I was instantly out.
Suddenly my maskera-glossed eyelashes flickered open and I looked around the darkened room.
Then I gasped as a figure loomed over the bed.
"Who are you!" I blindly flapped my arms at the attacker but he simply stepped back from the bed.
"Little brother." The shadow's voice was sad but familiar.
"Oh!" I gasped longingly like the Speed Racer gasp, "You are Cooler! But I thought-"
"No." He stepped forward, "Don't say another word, brother. I mean yes, I am Cooler but-" I could see his head move to the side in the dark, "There is something you must know, brother."
I continued to stare at him in awe then I spoke up, "Cooler, what are you doing here alive. I must know! Long ago, Goku said you were his roommate and did math together and, and, I mean you died!"
"Oh yeah, that. . . Eh heh heh. Well you see you have another brother, well my twin. And yeah, HE died with the whole Goku thing. (Wait where was I then and how did I know that? Mmmm. . .d'oh well.)" He paused like he was getting his thoughts back in order, "My twin was very evil. . ."
"Oh? You mean you're not the evil one? (Crud, this really complicates things!) Wait how come I didn't know you had a twin? That foolish father of mine!" I clutched the bed spread in my hands, "How come you didn't come back to us then, if you were alive?"
"Um, that's another thing," Cooler sighed, "See, I hit my head because I think I caught a "Krillen-Cold" and I clumsingly tripped over a rock of some sort on a moon I'm not sure I remember, but after that, I lost my memory for some time and just a few days ago it all came back to me. That's when I came in search for your ship to find you, little brother."
Without thinking, my fingers clutched a notepad and pen and I started writing things down, "Now, how does that make you feel?" I asked.
"I feel. . .a little frightened. . .and hungry. . .-----! Hey Freiza! What the heck are you doing?"
"Uh?" I looked at my hands that were suddenly possessed and writing by themselves, "Curse you Bakura!" I swung my hands on the bed away from the writings when I suddenly remembered out of the blue that Bakura's soul was still inside my body. (Lame Yu-Gi-Oh joke!) I let that idea slide away when I looked at Cooler, his face in the shadows looked with a hint of surprise. He asked-
"Freiza? Are you all right?"
I gave out a nervous snort, "Fine. Fine. So why did you come here, Cooler?"
He smiled, mostly to himself, "I know how you wanted revenge on all those people on- what's its name? E-arth, and I came here to help you."
"Earth?" The thought of Goku again entered my mind, "No. No. It's just that. . ."
Cooler stepped back, "What? You are hesitant (pointing out the obvious). Do you not have the will to destroy uh, uh, that planet, or maybe you are too sick and weak to handle such a-"
"No!" I shouted, surprised by my own outrage, "No! No! I don't ever want to see Earth again, not even to blow it up!" Anger shook my body and I felt my hands loosing control again, "Leave now! Cooler! Leave! I never want to see you again!"
"Oh, little brother," his voice was taken back, "If that is what you wis- No wait! I can't be understanding like this! Fine then! I will go! But you will not see the last of me!"
My arms started to punch blindly at Cooler but with incredible speed, he stepped back through my bedroom door and was gone.
I took a moment to catch my breath and then everything stopped. My head felt heavy and I started to fall back to my bed. It was like I was dead but no calm came to me. It was like dying after a great sin when you knew what was ahead of you. But only a small image of my brother floated in my mind. you will not see the last of me! He shouted his silent words. I laid there on my bed asking, what in the world have I done? How foolish was I? Oh, that stupid monkey, Goku! It was all his fault! I'm not sure why but it was always him!
Looking at the high-top ceiling, I realized the only way to win my brother back was to blow up the Earth like I planned before. Cooler. Why did you not die?
To be continued in Freiza Story 3...(perhaps...)...