Authors Note:

Thank you to Maria Lucia, and Zaya Ayame for reviewing chapter 2. Special thanks to aquasage for your longer than average review.

Chapter 3: Seduce and Threaten

The villains almost hit their knees, some in laughter, others in indignation, and still others in utter shock.

"W-what?" Exclaimed Frieza in disbelief. The wish mistress smirked to herself her tail swaying gently behind her. This escapade promised to get very interesting very quickly. She would undoubtedly have her desire once they failed at her price.

"Seduce me." It's a reasonable request…after all I did just grant them life. Ices grinned more widely as Frieza gasped for an answer.

"You can make this a group activity as well, if it so suits your tastes." The former lord of half the universe blanched at that, almost as if she had dealt a physical blow. She was enjoying this very, very much. Cell remained quiet in his little corner, immortality held no interest for him. Being an android did have it's advantages and eternal youth was just one of them.

"What would we need to do…to seduce you." Jaice queried as the remainder of the Ginyu Force struggled to regain their bearings, they had not seduced a woman for nigh on a decade, not since before they had been killed. The normally cold female laughed slightly.

"I shall grant your wish if I even contemplate taking one of you to mate for your antics. We need not do the deed if it makes you…uncomfortable." The condescending smirk was incessant in her voice. The males all exchanged glances. This was an obvious blow to their masculinity. And they could not rightfully stand for it, despite their being a diverse group of alien villains (some of which reproduced asexually) they were still men!

"I'll try it!" Jaice exclaimed rushing away. "Just give me a moment to prepare, mate." He was followed by the remainder of the Ginyu force, while Frieza continued to stare at her incredulously. King Cold seemed thoughtful, and undisturbed and even slightly amused. The grin remained upon the tips of the female's lips as she tried to observe uninterested and surveyed her landscape instead. Her mirth broadened when the Ginyu force hesitantly returned.

"I-I'll try first!" Stuttered Recoome as he haltingly approached. He stopped a few feet away, sweat pouring from his bodice. The female's nose crinkled in disgust at his aroma but soothed as the wind shifted direction. An uncannily fake smile plastered itself upon the barbarians features as he flexed his muscles in numerous 'supposedly' erotic poses. All of which looked utterly ridiculous. The wish granter was torn between laughing out loud and leaving outright. If this was the best they had to offer it was a wonder their species were not extinct.

"If you're quite finished…?" Her smile was almost the beginnings of a snarl. Shamefaced, the giant turned and walked dejectedly toward a red lake. Now a bit nervous, her humor did not return, a suspicious glance greeted the red-eyed Burter. In one easy motion he tore off his shirt and attempted to strike an erotic pose, which may have worked, if he had not lost his balance and fallen. At this the female could not help but snicker, and a disappointed Burter joined his counterpart.

Next was the short, slightly weak, green one with four eyes. She watched with interest as the green creature produced a type of oil and offered to massage her. A glare rested intensely upon him and he frightfully backed away.

The red-skinned Jaice came up to her, a confident sway to his walk as he embraced her, an obviously practiced look behind his eyes as he pulled her closer to himself, all-but crushing her against him. Slowly he closed the distance between them, his hands running down her back, lower, lower-

SLAP!

His hand had ventured a bit too low on her back side and he too was rejected, a large lash from her tail left a dark cut on his already blood-red features. Ices glanced around at the still males. She doubted the last three would join the shenanigans.

"If you've nothing else to try than I shall take my leave." She had almost had enough of this anyhow, the first pair had been entertaining, if a bit annoying, but those last two... the males were becoming quite bothersome to say the least. As she turned to walk away a very flabbergasted Frieza stood in her way, his tail twitching angrily as he approached her and bowed –far from submissively. In one motion he rose and began to concentrate his ki, hoping to impress her with a raw display of power.

The debris swirled as the ground beneath him trembled and sobbed with his orgasmic display of his power, Ices anchored herself with her wings as her tail billowed out behind her, every inch of the female straining against the energies which threatened to overwhelm her. The wind stole her breath, the light was blocked by gallons of dust, and her hair whipped like the writhing snakes of Medusa through the air. Finally, the artificial tempest calmed and power radiated from the small creature before her like the rays of the sun.

"Impressive." She said once his power had reached its maximum. He may have won the wish were it not for one small problem. "But the One Called Cell's relaxed power still bests yours." As she began to walk around the vertically impaired Frieza a tall form blocked her. The form of King Cold. Frieza gave his father space, and the royal ice-jinn approached, a most intimidating aura surrounding him as he stopped not several inches away from her.

She barely came to his midriff. The female tensed, ready to flee if worse came to worst, and she gasped as she was suddenly embraced by two strong arms and lifted, his tail curling around her own as he gazed deeply into her eyes. Though his power was tremendous his arms around her were gentle as he slowly closed the distance between them. There were no soft words of seduction, but his gaze promised nothing but carnal splendor and his power promised nothing but strong offspring. As his lips ghosted gently over her own a bright aura of power began to warm the both of them in it's sensual cocoon.

His ki explored her where his hands were not permitted, touching every crevice within her being, pushing at her preassure points, and drawing her more deeply into his gentle kisses. Ices could feel her readiness building in the pit of her stomach and she hiked a leg around his middle, pressing herself desperately against his being as the ki prodded the flames of her desire to life.

Once the kisses ended so did his surge of ki, and the female gazed up with half lidded, slightly glazed eyes. The ki had quit its exploration of her bodice, but the fire it had stoked was still burning full force. Perhaps she would have continued to take pleasure from the male, had he not been wearing that insufferable smirk. Inwardly she huffed, slightly irritated that the males had come out victorious after all, but outwardly she was still too drunk from lust to show it.

"Your wish…is my command." Her husky voice penetrated the awkward silence as King Cold disengaged their tails to set her down, that arrogant smirk still gracing his features. She stumbled a bit, her wings spreading to balance her and she shook herself.

Cell quirked an internal eyebrow at how quickly she had turned to putty in King Cold's hands. It looked like one could control the female by bending her under the weight of her own lust. While cell was a sexless being of perfection who needed no means of normal reproduction...he was also intensely interested in anything pertaining the manipulation of others. This lesson might prove useful in controlling the universe when he bothered to take it over.

"Well? What's taking so long!" The ever impatient Frieza growled.

"Patience son, allow her to regain her bearings." The arrogance of the king washed over the group, and the female shot him a slight glare. He was right, though, she was still running high on hormones. Ices took a deep, calming breath and spaced her feet far apart. She shifted her weight to lean heavily upon her wings and held her tail out behind her for balance. A strange energy began to spark around the eight figures, neither hostile nor warming. The ground below her pulsed as the sky darkened and bolts of lightning could be seen jumping from the normally bright clouds.

What were those confounded words again? Eternal Shenron...Grant them the life of Goddess Aeushura? yesyes that must be it...but damnit i cannot for the life of me remember the language in which it was spoken! That icejinn...no, i must not think about him... The internal debate lasted only a few moments as the energies built and receded around them like the ever changing waves of the sea. The air began to vibrate and hum as her magic was pushed outward and illuminated her in a golden glow similar to that of the Rift portal.

"E's Shenron cr'lesh…Ble'sle…Aeushura!" A strange language was emitted from the throat of this creature and golden tendrils of string-like light shot from her glowing chest, as if they were fired from her heart. Each string pierced the chest of a certain villain and then began to take on a different hue. They ranged from vibrant passionate reds, to dead, cold blacks.

Once the deed was done the wish granter let out a shuttering breath as she tottered and shifted almost her entire weight to her dark blue wings. Something wasn't right, she felt different somehow... sweat poured from her as she panted. Though this was her first blessing of immortality she could feel something change within her. She could feel each of the males through their link as she should, but she also felt something else. something that flowed from one and into her. Was it perhaps a weakness? The dragoness dismissed it, she was too weary from the day's excursions to mull it over much.

"Y-your wish…has been…granted."

Each of the villains flexed at the intense feeling that had settled in their chests. They felt as if they could take on the universe! Frieza laughed maniacally at the success of his deepest desire. And had the urge to kill immediately. His sights rounded on the winded wish granter before him, and he phased in front of her. She deserved what she was about to get, for lowering him in front of that Cell character.

"Prepare your last statement, you are about to die." He smirked, waiting for the terror she should feel. Instead she began to laugh, resignedly.

"It would be most unwise to make an attempt on my life." . Her wary voice stated as she straightened from the winded position she had previously held.

"Oh?" Cell cut in, "And why is that?" He was now directly behind her, startling her with the speed of his movement. The dragoness knew it was only inviting pain to allow these villians so close to herself, but she could not find the strength to move away, her energies were nigh completely depleted. Perhaps if she told them of the consequences they would leave her in peace? It was worth a shot, at least.

"Because if I die…you will die…"

Authors note:

I know I know Cell should have been the one to seduce her, but its just not his style! He doesn't have the know how of King Cold, if you know what I mean… Don't worry Cell is still going to get the woman, it'll just…take a while… and by the way, for those of you who are wondering why Cell wants immortality when he doesn't age in the first place, just keep reading . it'll all explain itself eventually. ((once i get around to revising the other chapters because i think i forgot to explain that part in detail...i'm sorry.))