Part II

Cooler was hidden deep in the mechanical innards of his secret base, surrounded by the semi-darkness of the complex and was connected to his army of androids by some kind of mental network, so that he could control them in absolute real-time. He was seeing, what they were seeing, he was saying, what they were saying. An inseparable connection to the perhaps most reliable servants, the Ice-jin had ever had at his disposal.

There was, after all, no one he could rely on better than himself. But unfortunately the range of the connection was limited and so no Coolerdroid could conquer a planet, when Cooler wasn't on the same planet. He needed someone new in his rank and this person was now on his way to him.

A quiet laugh came from Cooler, which sounded a bit mechanical and like a computer, while his eyes were glowing in a dark red, and he was sitting on his throne, to which he was connected by cables.

Cooler knew that it would take some time until his guests arrived and so he decided to indulge in a special enjoyment that this absolute fusion with the Ghetti-technology made possible.

Even though he didn't leave the room, Cooler transferred his mind into a virtual environment, which he produced from his memories. Here he appeared again as the slim being with purple skin and had a proud and almost blissful expression on his face, as he found himself in a wide hall.

It was an architectural masterpiece and stood in exactly the right light, as the setting sun was shining through the glass roof and lit the hall with a reddish light. The pillars in the corners consisted of marble statues, presenting different Ice-jin, all of them ancient and long dead imperators and kings. They were all ancestors of Cooler, who had insisted on purpose that he wouldn't have to see a statue of his father King Cold.

With his feelings, Cooler had already separated himself early from his family, since Frieza wasn't to be scoffed at as rival, and even Cold had regarded his youngest son as his favorite. Cooler was of course still hurting by their deaths, but looked at it objectively, there were now two dangerous competitors less and he had been able to incorporate their kingdoms into his with almost no resistance.

But Cooler couldn't say, if his own kingdom has fallen during his absence, or if it was still resisting and waiting for his return.

This was just an illusion, which helped to ease his homesickness and gave him hope to be a galactical regent again soon. He smiled. When it happened, he would conquer a new kingdom with his future general. This wouldn't really be a problem with this support.

"How is it possible that you manage to invade His Majesty Cooler's private channel of communication?" the Ice-jin heard a familiar voice and transferred his mind automatically back into reality, where he found himself in the relative darkness of his hidden base.

In front of him in the wall a bigger screen was activated, which showed the picture of a soldier, who was wearing Cooler's insignia on the breast of his armored gi. His skin was light blue, his ears pointed and his hair was a pale blond. He was also wearing a blood-red scouter.

Cooler hadn't expected this, but he had managed to contact the main planet of his kingdom. It was comforting, somehow, that some of his loyal troops were still stationed there.

"Commander Spicy!" Cooler said to this warrior, who was the brother of a soldier that had accompanied him on his first journey to Earth.

"Who's speaking?" the soldier asked, but then it seemed as if he recognized Cooler's voice. The Ice-jin noticed, how the Commander seemed to gasp for air. "That's not… Master Cooler?"

"You don't understand as quickly as I wished, Commander," Cooler answered and put some subtle brutality into his voice. He knew instinctively, how to scare his servants terribly. This was actually something an Ice-jin learned early and you shouldn't forget that he even taught this to his little brother Frieza. Cooler was a master of this art.

"Forgive me!" Spicy whimpered subserviently. He left a very inexperienced impression. Apparently the Commander hadn't needed to grovel in front of someone in a while. That meant that he had taken control over Cooler's kingdom.

"We've feared that you were dead and wouldn't return. We had hoped, of course…"

"That's enough!" Cooler interrupted the soldier. „I certainly won't lose my life on a planet like Earth. That would be a shame for a being like me. But I won't deny that I was prevented from looking after my duties as legitimate ruler for years. That's why I don't know everything about the current situation. I would be grateful for a report, Commander."

Spicy took a deep breath. "The state of affairs is… worrying."

"How so?" Cooler wanted to know and realized that his Commander had problems to answer his question absolutely truthfully.

"I've really tried everything in my power, great Master Cooler. But we couldn't do much against so many enemies. And they only become more."

"And this means exactly?" Cooler's patience slowly began to wane. Had he been standing in front of this soldier, he would have long vaporized him because of his shirking answers.

"After the news had spread that you had disappeared, other Lords of the Ice-jins have joined forced and invaded your sectors with their armies. They conquer world after world and keep pushing our own armies back. The losses are truly terrible."

Anger rose in Cooler. There hadn't been a direct war between the Lords for a long time. While they had tried, of course, to outmaneuver each other by cunning intrigues, this had been all. Everything else disagreed with the standards of his race.

"Who of them dares to challenge me?"

Spicy answered quickly. "Lady Frostina and the Great Imperator Colder formed an alliance. They spread the news that you have long died. Several worlds of your kingdom have started to rebel because of this. We are confronted with enemies on too many fronts."

Cooler was thinking. Colder and Frostina were no members of his family, but still very powerful representatives of the Ice-jin Lords. They also possessed a power level that was not to be underestimated, which was still enough to let planets disappear forever, but nothing compared to Cooler's power.

Cooler laughed out loudly. "These two fools will regret it. Their expensive wines will get stuck in their throats, when they realize that they have celebrated my death a bit too early. I will send Colder into an eternal exile. Somewhere in the intergalactic emptiness, and Lady Frostina will beg me to spare her life. She will surely make a great effort to convince me not to kill her."

Some hope began to glow in the Commander's eyes. "You will return? You cannot imagine how glad I am to hear that! When can your kingdom expect you?"

"It won't be long," Cooler assured him. "I will only recruit a new General for my armies and then leave immediately. Commander Spicy, I want you to send a message to all the Lords. They should know that I'm very incensed about Frostina and Colder's direct attacks on my systems and how disappointed I am that the other Lords just allowed their aggressive actions. Tell those cowards that I will destroy them on my return and take over their territories as fair compensation. Additionally, I expect that the other Lords regard me as a higher ruler and pledge their allegiance to me."

Spicy's eyes widened. "You want me to relay this message? No being has ever made a demand on the Lords of the Ice-jins. They will believe that I'm insane and exact revenge on me for this insolence."

"They won't dare, because these demands will give them food for their thoughts. They will realize that no simple Commander would dare to challenge all the Ice-jins. They will know that it can only mean that I'm truly back. It will buy some time. So I'll expect you to follow my orders word for word, Commander Spicy."

The soldier bowed and Cooler cut the connection. He would quickly rise to the most powerful ruler of the galaxy and he would manage this without a big effort. Frieza and King Cold were surely green with envy, wherever they were.

"My guests have almost arrived as well. Perfect."

Juunanagou, Vegeta and the Coolerdroid reached a wide desert after a longer flight and the android was the first to land. The Jinzoningen and the Prince did the same and all three of them were standing on an absolutely empty plain.

The night in this desert was very cold, but at this moment this didn't seem to bother any of the three.

"We've arrived," the Coolerdroid said and solemnly spread his arms.

"And what's this place supposed to be?" Juunanagou asked, as he looked around skeptically. "The only things I see are sand and rocks."

"You apparently don't possess the best visual sensors," the android mocked him, who had seemingly made it a habit to compare his technology with Juunanagou's.

"Oh, you're saying that if I had better sensors, I could see even better nothing?" the black-haired Jinzoningen countered, but then the android motioned with his hand and suddenly an enormous building with a strange architecture appeared out of nowhere.

Juunanagou barely managed to close his mouth again, as he saw this huge fortress, now standing there, where once the empty desert had reached the horizon.

"What the hell…?"

"Camouflage technology", Vegeta interrupted the Jinzoningen, who didn't appear to be very surprised. "So all this time Cooler has hidden between grains of sand and stones. Fucking coward."

The android came to his side. "But Prince Vegeta, it has nothing to do with cowardice to wait and see. That's the difference between a barbarian and a King, my dear friend."

Vegeta grimaced slightly, but didn't react to this insult. "The real Cooler, or what's left of his biological body, is in this box?"

"Exactly," the android confirmed, motioned again with his hand, which opened a big door that led directly inside. "And he's waiting."

Vegeta didn't say anything, but walked towards the door with the android following him. Juunanagou walked behind them with some distance and behind him the doors closed again. Inside was a brightly lit hallway, which led to another door. They also passed this door and then appeared to be outside again.

The sky was blue and the ground reminded them of the desert outside, even the rocks, big or small, looked like the ones outside.

"A holography?" Vegeta asked. „What's this supposed to be?"

"This is some kind of arena, which appearance can be adapted. It doesn't matter if you want it to be a snowy landscape or an erupting volcano. In addition to that the whole building is insulated, which means that no auras can be recorded outside. Be it with a scouter or in a mental way. We're completely undisturbed in this place." The android passed Vegeta and remained standing in front of him. "We have a lot to talk about."

But they didn't get around to that talk. Suddenly an arm shot forward and cut through the back of the android until the hand emerged from the chest of the Coolerdroid. "What…. are…?" its voice asked distorted and filled with malfunctions, as he noticed that Vegeta, whose usually black hair was now blond and who was surrounded by golden glowing energy, had smashed right through him. He had transformed into a Super Saiyajin and finally pulled his arm out of the Coolerdroid before he destroyed it with a ki-blast. This explosion only left a few remains of the android.

"What are you doing?" Juunanagou asked, but Vegeta didn't pay him any heed, as he raised his voice.

"I know that you can hear me, Cooler! I'm not really interested in why you want me here, so I don't give a shit, what you cybernetic shitface want to try with this. But you should know that I certainly won't negotiate with one of your ugly robots. So when you really want something from me, be a man and come yourself and don't sent your toys! If not, I will take this fortress apart until I've found you. You can choose freely how you want it to end. Do you want to hide or face me like a warrior? It's completely up to you!"

Loud laughter seemed to come from everywhere and echoed in the hall, while a few round holes in the ground were opened and four new Coolerdroids appeared. The openings closed again so that the androids could land. Vegeta was now surrounded. Each of them was standing with a bit of distance in front of him, behind him, one on the left side and one of the right side.

"What a waste of time!" Vegeta growled.

"Vegeta, you shouldn't regard this with such a general dismissal. You are offered a great chance," all four of them were saying at the same time, while the Super Saiyajin got into a fighting stance. "You could finally leave this pathetic planet again and do what a warrior of your people can do best. I offer you a place at the forefront of an enormous invincible army. My army."

"You want to recruit me?" the Saiyajin asked with more than a bit of disbelief.

…

Juunanagou was standing on the sidelines and felt a bit forgotten and unheeded. It was because of this that he had first decided to listen to find out what this Cooler wanted to talk with Vegeta about. But he hadn't expected that. So this Cooler was looking for soldiers.

The Jinzoningen smiled. Maybe this was his chance to do again what he really could to, to be what he was made to be.

"Well, count me in!" he said loudly but none of the four androids paid him any heed. He gritted his teeth. "Hey, the other robot said that there was also a place for me. I accept!"

"I apologize!" he heard someone behind him say and saw a fifth Coolerdroid, as he turned around. The android pulled his arm back and rammed his fist deeply into Juunanagou's stomach, as he said with a very polite tone in his voice. "There's got to be a misunderstanding, because this offer is just for Vegeta."

Juunanagou felt as if he had been hit by a steam hammer, as he looked up to the android, coughing.

The Jinzoningen groaned quietly, as he felt that some big nausea was spreading within him. Suddenly a torrent of vomit shot from his mouth and sprayed the ground and the Coolerdroid, who didn't appear to be bothered by this. "You are a simple machine on an absolutely low technical level and seemingly weaker than a simple android. How could I offer someone like you a job as General in my army? This wouldn't make much sense, I'm sure you understand that," the Coolerdroid explained friendly, while the whole world was spinning in front of Juunanagou's eyes. The alcohol and this strong hit had been too much for him.

"In addition to that, you look like a shabby tramp and act like a useless drunkard. These attributes are of course unacceptable for the politics on an interplanetary level."

Slowly the android pulled his fist back and Juunanagou lost his last support, so he fell to his knees and eventually crawled on all fours – he just barely noticed that his hand now stuck in his own vomit.

He breathed heavily and felt that he was about to throw up again.

"But this doesn't mean, of course, that you're absolutely useless for me," he heard the Coolerdroid say. Juunanagou noticed some movement on his said and then he was kicked in the ribs, which made him flow far and hit a massive boulder, which, even though it was only supposed to be a holography, felt very real.

…

Out of the corners of his eyes Vegeta noticed that Juunanagou was attacked by an android, but decided that this was the Jinzoningen's problem. He had told him often enough that he should get lost and now he had to live with the consequences.

"Well, what do you say?" one of the Coolerdroids asked and Vegeta concentrated again fully on the four androids.

He saved the breath to answer, spread his arms to his sides and fired two attacks, so that the droids on his right and left side exploded.

The Coolerdroid in front of him started to attack now and had reached Vegeta quickly. Cooler's likeness pulled back for a deadly attack, but shortly before he was hit, Vegeta disappeared and was now floating above the android.

"I've told you that I won't talk with you trash cans." With these words he also pulverized the third android, landed again on his feet and turned quickly halfway around, while he was putting his slightly golden glowing fist through the fourth android, which he finished with a ki-blast. "I hope this made my point clear."

Suddenly all around the arena holes were opened, through which more Coolerdroids appeared, who flew directly at Vegeta.

The Super Saiyajin growled grumpily. "Apparently not." He gathered some energy and shot towards this army.

…

Juunanagou was lying between the destroyed rocks on the ground and looked up into the holographic sky, across which more androids were flying. "I guess…" he started. "That this is it… soon." The Jinzoningen had no idea, what this Cooler needed him for, but it apparently wasn't necessary to let him live for this.

An iron hand grabbed his scarf and pulled him back to his feet. Juunanagou recognized the Coolerdroid, who had just hit him. The droid started to wipe away the vomit on Juunanagou's clothes, while he was speaking. "A lot of energy is needed to keep this complex and the androids functional and you can consider yourself lucky to be a part of this with your energy."

"You want me to work here as a fucking battery?" Juunanagou asked weakly and the Coolerdroid nodded.

"That's how, in the end, everybody serves his purpose. It's still better than walking around, dead drunk. Not so senseless. And to make sure that you're not able to do any damage…"

The Coolerdroid didn't finish his sentence and socked Juunanagou with the side of his hand into his face, so that the Jinzoningen slid across the ground on his back.

…

It was becoming a real battle, during which Vegeta killed an opponent with almost every single hit, but the attacks didn't seem to want to end. His hits and kicks were quick and he raged with those among the androids, but there were always more. Vegeta's frustration slowly started to grow.

He blocked a punch from the side, whose initiator whispered in his ear: "I know that this lifestyle doesn't meet the desires of a Saiyajin. You're trapped here."

Vegeta caught the first of the droid with his own, squashed them to pieces and decapitated the Coolerdroid with one hit. 'Shut your face,' the Super Saiyajin thought angrily.

"I've been watching you. You always train hard, but why? What is here that you can fight against?" he heard a Coolerdroid say behind him and forcefully pulled his elbow back, where he hit another droid, who was thrown away and collided with another Coolerdroid. Vegeta fired a ki-blast after him, which destroyed them in a big explosion. Debris was literally raining down on him.

"I will give you a whole universe of opponents," the next Coolerdroid said, who was quickly torn apart by an energy attack.

Vegeta growled angrily. "Shut up."

"So much power wasted here. Don't act as if you're satisfied with this life," another said, who was hit into the face by the Saiyajin, so that that robot's skull broke into pieces.

"How big is the value of a warrior, who can't fight?" yet another one asked, but this time Vegeta didn't have the chance to react, because all the robots started to attack at the same time. The Super Saiyajin downright disappeared in this crowd of enemies, whose hits and kicks were raining down on him.

The Prince held his arms protectively in front of his face, but still bore the brunt of the attacks. He gritted his teeth, however.

"I will free you from this brat, who you have to play babysitter for."

Vegeta's eyes widened, as he heard this. 'Jenny!' shot through his head, as it suddenly burst out of him and a wave of the truest energy broke away from him. There was a loud bang and the Coolerdroids were torn away by the shockwave and broke apart, while the golden aura around Vegeta burned brighter than ever before.

The rage was burning on his face.

"Cooler!" he yelled furiously. „Come out of your hiding place!" Vegeta wasn't really aware that it was mainly because of Cooler's threat for Jenny's life that he could barely control himself at the moment. "Cooler!" he yelled again, and noticed laughter coming from the ground. A half-destroyed android skull was lying there, looking up at Vegeta and laughing mockingly. "I'm sick of your ridiculous games!" he roared and destroyed the skull with a pointed ki-blast.

Then a big hatch was opened in this ground and Vegeta prepared himself. No matter what was going to come out of there, it wouldn't be a simple Coolerdroid.

…

Juunanagou got only slowly back to his feet and wiped some blood from his upper lip. "Do you really think, I will allow you to exploit me, just so that you can leave the light on during the night, asshole?"

The Coolerdroid appeared in front of him with crossed arms. "Now don't try telling yourself that you'll be of use for more."

The robot turned and hit Juunanagou hard with its tail on his cheek, which made the Jinzoningen waver a step to the side.

But the Coolerdroid didn't stop at that. He kept attacking the black-haired man, who had, however, put all his weight on his left leg and performed a kick with the other one, which was supposed to hit the droid's face. Still, the Coolerdroid was faster, caught the foot with his hand and held onto it.

"If you were sober, I shouldn't have been able to block this attack this easily."

The Coolerdroid finally raised his own arm, pointed with his index finger at Juunanagou and fired a small ki-ball at him. The Jinzoningen was hit and flung away by the explosion. He landed on his back several yards away.

…

Vegeta snarled, as he saw, what came out of the opening, which was closing again. It rose into the air and remained floating there.

"I seem to remember you differently, Cooler. In the Big Ghetti-Star you were only a simple head that was hanging on a few cables. Or is this thing again only one of your tin soldiers?"

Vegeta regarded the appearance of this being, which was by far bigger and wider than a simple Coolerdroid. It actually looked like a walking armor with the tail that was typical for the Ice-jins and red eyes set deeply in its skull.

Huge spikes protruded from the wide shoulders and from the elbows smaller spikes jutted out. Vegeta was sure that Cooler would use them in a fight.

"The head was just a simple fake. At that time I wasn't able to face a Super Saiyajin."

The seemingly true Cooler crossed his arms and chuckled.

"And I believe that you are able to face me this time?" Vegeta asked warily, as they both landed at the same time and both of them again had firm ground under their feet. They were standing about twenty-five yards apart, but their eyes had long met.

"I'm stronger than a Super Saiyajin. What Son Goku left of my body from our first meeting is sealed in this armor and I'm connected to it. This is the perfected Ghetti-technology with an almost infinite supply of energy. I am the strongest warrior of the universe."

"I guess there is no one of your kind, who knows what humility means," the Prince hissed.

Metacooler kept a straight face. "So, what do you say to my offer? How would you like to see strange stars and planets? There are so many worlds that are more beautiful than this pathetic blue ball. You've been here for years. Doesn't this dullness bore you?"

"Not as much as your ramblings," Vegeta roared, jumped up into the air and gathered some energy in his fist, while he was flying directly at Metacooler. As he reached him, the Super Saiyajin unleashed his fist, but his attack only hit emptiness and his opponent had disappeared. Vegeta came to the ground again and looked around, frustrated. He couldn't locate Cooler. These machines had no aura that he could feel.

"Coward."

Suddenly Vegeta noticed something in his back and jumped aside out of instinct. This probably saved his life, because where he had just been standing, the point of Metacooler's tail had left a crater in the ground.

The Super Saiyajin kept his distance for now, because this artificial tail of the lizard increased the range of his opponent in hand-to-hand combat immensely.

"How long has it been since your last true fight, Prince of Saiyajins? Your blood has to boil due to pugnacity. It's something all members of your race are born with. You have to destroy, you have to kill. Do you think, you can quench the thirst for that on this planet? I can offer you a life, in which you can face new opponents every day. The universe is full of beings you can compete against. I know that this is, what you want."

"What I want?" Vegeta asked. „I can tell you, what I want. At this moment I only want to beat your disgusting arrogance out of you. Cooler, you can believe me that you will regret coming to this planet one more time. You still stand there and curse yourself, because you thought that Earth was helpless. You will curse yourself, because you have, as it is your nature, completely and exorbitantly overestimated your abilities."

Cooler, however, didn't give up. "Just imagine, thousands of worlds that know your name…"

Vegeta didn't allow Metacooler to finish his sentence and attacked again. "It's enough, when I know my name!" he yelled, as he flew at the Ice-jin. The Super Saiyajin pulled his fist back for another attack, and this time it actually seemed as if Cooler didn't want to dodge.

But Vegeta's fist didn't reach its goal, as it was slowed down a few inches before it. Metacooler had pulled his knee up and buried it deep in the Saiyajin's stomach.

Vegeta's eyes and mouth stood open for a moment, as a terrible wave of pain ripped through his body and he was eventually flung a few yards away.

"Bastard!" Vegeta cursed with a weak voice, but came back to his feet and managed stay on his feet while he was sliding backwards. He hadn't expected that Cooler was so strong in this form. "Die!" was his battle cry, as he gathered a bit more energy and fired it in form of his Galick Gun at his opponent.

There was a heavy explosion, but Metacooler had escaped with incredible speed and was standing next to the smoking crater, unhurt. Super Saiyajin Vegeta would never allow to leave it at that. He immediately fired another Galick Gun, which his enemy avoided just as easily and so he fired one after another. But again and again Metacooler managed to dodge the beams and explosions. It looked as if the Ice-jin teleported back and forth, that's how quick his evasive moves were, which actually only consisted of one or two yards.

With each useless Galick Gun Vegeta's frustration grew and slowly his attacks became more and more uncoordinated so that Metacooler was able to start an attack himself.

Unbelievably fast he broke through the pattern of attacks and appeared next to Vegeta, who managed to react too late. Vegeta was hit hard by Metacooler's fist at his temple, so that he went flying and hit the ground hard.

…

Juunanagou needed a lot of strength, but he could force himself to get to his feet and into some kind of fighting stance, even though the world around him was spinning and his body was begging him to let go. He wouldn't be able to bear this much longer.

"You look hurt. Were my words too hard for you?" the android asked amused and with played concern. "You're actually not that pathetic. You are an interesting beginning of evolution. Some more decades of R&D and the Jinzoningen that follow after you could really be impressive."

"That's what you think, you alien-robot-mishmash?" Juunanagou asked, breathing heavily and put his hands on his knees to support himself. "Is that somehow a bad habit of you? You don't need to be polite to people before you kill them. And just so you know. The man who made me into this, what you call an interesting beginning of evolution, is dead. There will be no more Jinzoningen, because I killed my creator." Juunanagou smiled weakly. "So I'm the strongest Jinzoningen, because I'm the last of my kind. I've got to disappoint you."

"How regretful," the Coolerdroid started and even seemed to mean it. "I could have used a genius like this. It's really a pity, but I can't change it. It's tragic that your series will have its last highlight with you."

Juunanagou no longer put up with this. He raised his arm and fired an enormous ki-blast, which caused a huge explosion. "You shouldn't underestimate me!" he cried. "There was one a time, when we wiped the floor with the Saiyajins."

The smoke slowly cleared, but nothing could be seen except for a crater. No pieces of metal and nothing that could be part of a destroyed Coolerdroid.

"Where…?"

At that moment the android appeared next to the Jinzongen and sent a weak read ki-ball at him. Juunanagou was pushed back a yard and fired another attack, which the Coolerdroid just took head on.

"Was that everything?" he asked and shot another ki-ball. Battered, Juunanagou took a step backwards.

"Bite me…" the Coolerdroid hissed and fired a stronger volley of ki-attacks. The Coolerdroid was pushed almost three steps back by this attack.

The black-haired Jinzoningen, however, couldn't celebrate this triumph for long, as he was hit by another weak beam, which left him reeling.

He looked up and wanted to react, as the next explosion hit him and others quickly followed. Countless blasts rained down on the Jinzoningen, all coming from the Coolerdroid, until Juunanagou finally collapsed, exhausted and wounded, and remained lying on his back.

…

Vegeta quickly came back to his feet after this attack and he felt as if his head would burst any minute now. Metacooler's hit had really been effective. While he was glaring at his opponent, the Super Saiyajin noticed something running down his temple, along his check to a drop at his chin.

Without averting his gaze, Vegeta wiped the liquid away and saw out of the corners of his eyes his red tinged glove. There had to be a badly bleeding cut.

"We can stop with this absurdity any time," Metacooler explained. "Even though you Saiyajins have become powerful, your power has its limits. You just cannot win, Vegeta."

The proud Prince understood his enemy's appeal, but he didn't consider once to accept the offer.

Vegeta answered with a hard but controlled voice. "You don't seem to understand, what this means for me. I am just getting a really big chance."

"It is good that you begin to appreciate my offer," Cooler interrupted him, but Vegeta wasn't thrown.

"It was your brother, who enslaved my people, only to annihilate it in the end, and it was your brother, who I couldn't defeat. He humiliated me and my whole race and because of Kakarotto I never had the opportunity to get my revenge. I wasn't strong enough. And now you come to Earth and I get the chance to make up for it. I couldn't revenge my people, but I can kill you, Cooler."

"What are you talking about?" the Ice-jin asked blankly. "What is your point, when you put the hatred for my brother on my shoulders? I didn't destroy Vegeta-sei and I wouldn't have done it, if I had been in his place. Frieza had acted too hastily, because he had been afraid of the legendary warrior. This fool never got the idea to use the power of a being like this. You know the galaxy. There are almost so many tyrants and despots that there had been enough for every planet and Frieza had had the chance to become the King of all Kings. But he sacrificed them and almost all the usefulness the people of the Saiyajins had. Back then I had only thought your race to be a species of barbarians, like there are on almost half of the inhabited planets. But I assure you, I would have stopped Frieza, if I had known, how much potential and power would be destroyed with Vegeta-sei."

Vegeta laughed out loudly but not sincerely. "So, you want to soothe my anger? You tell me, how bad you feel about not being able to enslave my people anymore? That you can't put them in your service any longer? You're not much better than your brother. You ugly lizards believe that the galaxy is only waiting for you to split it among yourselves and that its inhabitants will knee before you. Actually, I don't see a difference between you and Frieza. So why shouldn't I hold you accountable for the millions of killed Saiyajins?"

"Don't you think, it would be more appropriate to preserve the memories of your species? Only you and this hybrid child are still living on this world, which will bring other hybrid children onto this world, in whose blood the blood of the Saiyajins will become steadily weaker. Someday the legacy of the Saiyajins will die in the very weak genetic makeup of the humans and be forgotten. No one would remember the proud people, but if you come with me, you could conquer the whole galaxy in the name of Vegeta. Arch-general Vegeta! Trillions of beings would know your name and the name of your people for millennia." Metacooler spread his arms solemnly. "What a great memory it would be!"

"I won't let you enslave me again. I'm a free…"

"A free warrior?" Cooler asked. „You're nothing more than the babysitter for the offspring of your greatest rival. But children have the habit of growing up. That brat called Jenny won't need you anymore, Vegeta, and you will wait alone for death. Is it that what you call freedom?"

"And what would happen to her, if I follow you, Cooler?"

Metacooler understood this question as sign that he was close to his goal. "As proof that you have finished this chapter of your life, you will kill her."

to be continued in Part III...