Hi everyone! Thank you so much to the kind response I got to the first chapter, thank you to the guest reviewer, and to those who favorite and follow this story! ^_^ Warning: Scenes of violence, death, OC's , maybe some boyxboy thrown in too, in the very later chapters. (Don't like then don't read)

-A month later-

Frieza smirked as he was stood in the training room, watching Blizzard as the boy stood trembling on his feet. His smooth head was now like that of a face wrapped in a bone like helmet. The pure pearl white of the chitinous armour which was the boy's new lowest form. His power level having greatly distributed itself as Frieza had been pushing his son to learn the boundaries of power and the importance of his forms first while among the basics. At least, they had been basics when he had been a child.

Now Blizzard stood there with two pale white horns growing out either side of the plating of his body while the pale and harsh venomous green which lined the cheeks of his face and his arms and under the cover of his armour, which was only made to stand out more by the pale human pink flesh colour which painted his face and fingers. Such a difference from his own father, but then again, no two of their race were alike.

He had the usual bone likes guards along his wrists and legs, but wore a fitted armour which Frieza had shed from his own skin and bone, using only the strongest genetic material for his son's bio-suit. It had made him so proud to watch his on put it on for the first time. Now his son stood there. Dark green toned lips and eyes deeper than crimson. The plating, jewel like substance of skin which adorned his legs and wrists and shoulders pointed out like dual daggers, encased in the same bone like substance but shined infinitely brighter now. He was an incredible sight to behold. The true heir of the emperor, at least in appearance anyway.

"I-It feels weird!" Blizzard said gently, looking down over at himself, trying to adjust but the air felt thinner around him now with a smaller heart, his body was used to being much stronger. This amount of bone which had come with the transformation when it broke through his skin, it weighed so much! Each transformation he had forced his body through on his father's request had felt like nothing more than pure agony. A reminder to himself that

His tail spoke infinitely of his frustration as it rose and slammed down violently on the ground, making Frieza laugh who was in his natural, tall and slender form. "I understand my little Prince, it's not going to be fun. Transformation never is when you have to do it in reverse. But these new forms each have their advantage and draw backs. How does your armour feel."
"It's too heavy sir!"
"Good." Frieza nodded. "You are fast, you always have been. But I will push you beyond your normal boundaries. That armour will save your life when I will make you the heir you deserve to be. I will give you everything you could ever dream of." He grinned widely, his eyes hungrily filled with the vision of his own wild ambition.

Blizzard just subconsciously slammed his tail again as he looked over his smaller form. "Five forms." He panted, his body feeling the strain. "Each one you make me go through, it hurts!"
"Then it's good that I haven't got to make you go through any more. You succeeded, but next is where the work you did with the soldier will start."

Frieza slowly floated over to the center of the room, grinning coldly. "This room simulates the gravity of our home world at the current moment." He indicated with hand around the room. "But you will not always be on our home planet. Do you understand that?"
"Duty of the emperor means to be constantly on the move." Blizzard said mechanically. "We shall be where our Enemies cannot. Fight where they cannot and rule over them." His voice was exploited of all emotion but now he wouldn't meet his father's gaze.

Frieza said nothing for a long moment, watching his pride and joy suffer in the smaller form as Blizzard gritted his teeth, his eyes suddenly burning with a new fire and defiance as he moved his leg forward slightly and his left one ever so slightly behind it. His tail coiled up slightly behind him, and his palms were flat facing the ground as now the small boy stared up at his father with a new and burning defiance.

Then in what felt like all too much of a quick flash Blizzard lunge at him.

Frieza brought his tail up to catch the boy's fist which stopped a few inches from his face. Blizzard screamed out twisting his body so his wrist broke but in a flip he brought his foot around to his father's face, but once more Frieza had too much of an ease to stop it. "You're fast but you're weak." He stated, knowing that this is when he could not adorned his son but only teach him what he knew. Even when he spun around again and tried to kick his father with his free leg, Frieza only just threw him back and wait his son crash against the wall sinking to the floor. "Now you're dead." He said impassively.

Blizzard snapped his gaze up slowly, twisting his wrist as it healed and cracked back into place naturally, just like his leg. He relies far to heavily on his healing capabilities. Frieza thought to himself.

Blizzard gritted his teeth and then in the split of the next second almost seemed to disappear.

Frieza turned just as his son in his high speed rebounded of the wall and slammed straight into Frieza's fist, while his other hand found his son's chest. "Oh look at that. You're dead." He stated, pushing back softly but now Blizzard seemed to be growing stronger with something, something inside of him lighting up like a dangerous fire.
Interesting. Frieza thought.

The light of the room above them flickered for a moment and the ground trembled for a few seconds. "Engage." He stated, just as his son leapt for him again.

Blizzard crashed to the floor in an outcry. "Five times the normal gravity." The computer stated but Blizzard only quivered on the floor, his eyes a blaze in anger.
"N-Namek has the same gravity a-as home." Blizzard snarled. "W-Why t-train at-"
"You're dead." Frieza shrugged, stood over his son holding out an stretched finger palm over his son's back.
"Stop it." Blizzard growled.

Frieza knew he had to do it but still turned his head away slightly as he kicked his son in the chest and watched the boy go flying into the wall and slump down against it. The boy had to grow stronger, he had to realize that there was a power inside of him. A power that the seven year old needed to learn before it could get away from him.

Frieza was the cruelest person that this universe had seen... yet he couldn't even train his son properly. He wasn't able to separate himself from Blizzard like his father had done with him. He hadn't been able to hold him at arm's length like he had done with his other son. No. Only one person in this entire universe who he actually cared for and to help them, to make sure that they could survive, he had to do this. "You're dead." Frieza stated.
"Stop it!" Blizzard snarled.

He grabbed his son by the wrist and threw him into the center of the room, directly under the hardest part of the gravity field.

Blizzard screamed out in response, his eyes wide under the full crushing force of the gravitational field. The boy slowly turned his head back up towards his father. Eyes full of tears and pain.

SMASH

"Disengage-" Frieza began but was stopped as a section of the floor peeled itself away and flew past his head, smashing deeply into the wall.

He found himself stopping in his words, slowly staring forward as the light in the room flickered, the over head ones beginning to groan loudly as they were pushed away now from the gravitational field.

"Blizzard?" He said in disbelief, astounded and unsure what was in front of his eyes wasn't a mirage.

In the dark shadows of the flickering lights, a faint glow wrapped and coiled around the black lit figure which was Blizzard. The boy's eyes almost seemed to glow blood red in the dark as a dark and twisted grin was spread across his face while an aura of green blazed from his body like a wild fire. My boy. Frieza thought with slightly wide eyes. This is my son. My pride. My heir-

He was snapped out of his thoughts as a fist collided with his face and the scream out of Blizzard vanished along the breeze.

The punch hadn't felt like much, still more weak than anything.

Frieza staggered slightly staring with slightly wide eyes. "Blizzard?" He said with disbelief, a smile beginning to eat away at his face. He looked around trying to figure out where his son had gone. The explosion of energy he had felt around him a minute seemed to almost be everywhere at once now and yet at the same time never still or focused onto one spot.

His vision snapped to the right as a foot connecting with his cheek and punched him square in the face before vanishing again. Frieza brought his fists up to defend himself, still the punches were more pesky than anything, no real damage being done, but still, that much energy coursing through Blizzard at once would do him no good if he didn't have control!

"My Prince, now it's time to calm down." Frieza stated.
"Now you're dead." A cold voice echoed with laughter around him.
"Blizzard?" His father frowned slightly.
"Dead, dead, dead, dead." The voice laughed.

Freiza brought up his arms crossed in time as Blizzard punched full force into them. His tail quickly wrapped around his son who began writhing madly and wildly. "Blizzard!" But the boy's eyes were wide with power, going mad as something dark flashed around him. His son, the gentle boy who would never have raised a fist to anyone, unless out of defense for himself, was now going crazy with blood lust right before his eyes which seemed to have turned pure crimson. The green aura of wild energy around him was now nearly black and blistering purple.

What had happened to make such a sudden change? What was going through the boy?! "Blizzard! What happened to you?! Calm down!" Frieza shouted, watching as the boy slowly began to tire, his thrashing slowed down but instead Frieza just wrapped his arms around his son and sank to the floor, holding him close as gravity returned to normal. Blizzard still groaned, moaning about attacking, killing, his aura still wildly blazing around him but his thrashing stopped. "There we go." Frieza frowned, hushing softly.

It took a much longer of a while to calm Blizzard down enough and by the time the boy came to his senses, he was all but unconscious, whimpering softly in his slumber, leaving Frieza to wonder what he had just witnessed. The sudden change in the boy's aura both visibly and physically had him asking more questions than he really understood.

The aura itself was way stronger than anything Blizzard should have been capable of.

Someone was playing games with his son...

He would kill any bastard who dared mess or try to manipulate his son.

But as he knelt there with Blizzard out cold in his arms, he didn't notice the woman in the shadows with a slightly turned up smile, grinning from ear to ear. Her ice like white hair falling down around her while in the shadows her hungry eyes locked onto her new toy. You can try Freiza. She thought smugly. You can try. But for now, he will do nicely, very nicely indeed.

-Three months later-

Frieza sat back on his bed, reading the message and reports on his scouter from the frontier, the latest news coming in, the soldiers reporting their findings and anything worthwhile which could pose an interest to him.

A lot of those reports would turn out to be nothing and lead to the excuse of those soldiers coming down with a sudden case of death.

He turned his gaze slowly upwards to where Blizzard was mid air, punching rapidly and kicking through the air. The boy paused for a minute, seemingly trying to regain his stance and form, trying to forge discipline into himself. Frieza just smiled and watch on with pride. His own son, his favorite, his joy. The only thing that he could ever truly be proud of-
"Yes." A voice laughed coldly. "The only real thing that you have ever done good.

Blizzard and Frieza both frowned, looking around.

Then he suddenly felt it.

In what the flash of a split second Frieza was in front of his child, his fist collided with the heavy staff of the female figure who now grinned at him smugly. Her blue skin shined like heavy sheets of ice, and the red of her skin tight outfit was contrast to everything else about her. "Now, now. Is that any way to really treat guests?"
"You're right. How silly of me to forget my manners." Frieza beamed, his eyes shinning harshly as inside him a fire ignited in rage, in the moment of rage, he hardly seemed to notice that the woman had changed her stance.
"Father!"

Blizzard's eyes widened as blood spilled through the air when the staff, or better description: Javelin, stabbed through the smaller boy's chest and slashed it open widely.

For a moment everything was still, Blizzard seemingly almost frozen in mid air fell with his head back, his blood painting the ceiling above his father who was showered by it. The small boy, who had pushed his dad out of the way just barely in time. Frieza stared with horror while the Woman just looked on in surprise. Another Time anomaly!

She gritted her teeth angrily, glaring down at the child, "Idiot!" She snarled. "Do you know how much hard work it is to have to keep one of you idiots alive! I'm going to have to make this quick now! Although, not to quick, I have to make sure to give your father a good reason to understand the situation I've put him in, don't I?"
"Blizzard-" Frieza grabbed his son quickly backing but sound himself frozen, his body refusing to obey him. His eyes locked directly onto his son's face, unable to move away as Blizzard convulsed in his arms. His chest armor slain wide opened as the boy seeped purple blood down his torso. "M-My s-son!" He snarled, the words themselves seemed hard to form as the great weight seemingly holding him was growing harder and harder to counteract. "W-What ha-have you-"

He was barely able to form words as the point of the Javelin pushed under his throat and against Blizzard's temple. The boy trembled as the blood ran freely down his body, his eyes were closed and his breathing was erratic. He was still a hatchling! He wouldn't be able to cope with large scale injuries like Frieza could! His healing capabilities would take longer to kick in-
"This is a warning Frieza. Simple and plain. There is a boy. He poses a threat to some plans of mine. If I look and go to much further in the time stream then I will struggle to find someone else who can deal with those apes while they're at a important stage. Oh and, make sure you watch." She smirked, tilting Frieza's chin up so he could see what she was about to do.

But he could do nothing much but watch as by his tail, the woman grabbed Blizzard and dragged him over to the other side of the room, forcing him on the floor as she stamped her red heel against the tip of the flesh and made Blizzard scream out. I'll kill you. His thoughts screamed. GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF HIM! GET OFF OF HIM! YOU SCUM!
"Oh it's not my hands you will have to worry about." She smirked, bring the tip of the javelin against the part where the tail connected to the lower of the torso.
No. Frieza thought, staring in horror as the point began to dig in slowly, making Blizzard scream out louder.
"Oh on the contary, yes." The woman purred.

Ten minutes, forty nine seconds.

That's how long Frieza had to watch as the woman slowly and with as much haste as possible began to cut away into the flesh and cut away Blizzard's tail, cutting around slowly and slowly, making the boy bleed much as possible and the skin close before she continued to keep cutting so the boy couldn't grow his tail back. "DADDY! PLEASE!" Blizzard screamed out, his body weakened by some unknown agent which had been on the tip of the javelin point which had stabbed him, now coursed angrily through his blood. "PLEASE DADDY! HELP ME!" He screamed out over and over.

Frieza however could not move, not until the last bit of flesh was cut away and with an agonizing roar from Blizzard, she ripped the tail away from the stump and held the writhing part of bone and flesh in her hand, watching it flail wildly back and forth while Blizzard laid un-moving, his voice finally given out after about eight minutes from screaming over and over.

But no one had came. The walls were sound proof, Frieza had made them that way so he could have checked on his son without the other soldiers knowing that Blizzard was there.

Now his son was lying in a pool of his own blood on the floor and staring at his father with a look of horror, of fear, a broken gaze as the boy was paralyzed from the agent. "BLIZZARD!" Frieza screamed, only finding enough power in his body to lunge forward and throw himself over his son as he glared up at the blue skinned woman who held the tail, beginning to grind it into pieces, making it crushed into a fine power which she took into a small hourglass necklace and laced it with golden chains. "N-No more!" He snarled, the energy in his body being suppressed but still, he fought with what ever strength he had to keep his son covered, using his own body as a shield.

Ten minutes, forty nine seconds.

That's how long he would take ripping her heart out before putting her through torture, no creature in this, or any universe would ever be able to understand.

She smirked however, seemingly finding it amusing Frieza had been able to even move at all. "Ah, the doting love of a parent for their child. A bond, so unimaginable, unbreakable, that even a power mad tyrant like you Frieza, seems to have fallen victim to."
"Touch him again and I'll kill you!" He roared, just making her laugh as she spun the javelin, the black points of her skirt forming out behind her legs.
"Oh, he's coming with me. Not like this of course, after all, what would they think where he's going. But here is what is going to happen." She smirked, crouching down to his height, her eyes burning into his. "Someone I care for was killed. Now I intend to get revenge. Your own son, the boy who feared you, he's coming with me. You won't get him back, you will never see him again, unless you manage to kill the bastards who killed the one I care for." Her words were spat venomously into his face. "No matter where you search, no matter where you go, I swear, unless the monkey I wish killed is dead, you will never see your son again."
"M-Monkey?!" Frieza stared with wide eyes. "T-That's not possible!"
"You will find your assignment on a planet called Namek in sixteen years to this day, not a second before and not a minute after. The time lines are already messed up enough, I cannot return there again. Perhaps the gift I give you, and this motivation will be enough this time."
"WHO ARE YOU! GIVE ME BACK MY SON!" He roared, but of to no avail as the woman grabbed Blizzard and grinned, draping on him the necklace of the hourglass, filled with the sparkling powder of his ground tail.
"Now watch Freiza. Watch the true center of your universe. Crumble." She grinned from ear to ear.

Almost as though it blinked out of the air, a classic circle pod, like one of those the Ginyu force used, formed next to her, and she began to seat Blizzard inside. "Now for the final touches. After all, I'm not sure how they will react to a child of your race arriving there." She smirked again, but spat the words.

But Frieza only stared in horror as the body of his son began to change.

"That's all for now." She smirked, turning Frieza's gaze away from his son so as the pod closed, the last glimpse he got of his son was Blizzard's strained breathing and gasping for air, then the loud hiss as the pod closed shut and sealed. "Hope that was enough for sixteen years." She taunted, smirking. "Now watch, watch as you lose everything and remember this feeling. Remember this feeling when you find those Sayains. Remember the threat of your son possiblying dying each and every single second the longer you wait, or maybe even the possibility of me cutting more pieces of him away-"
"I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL KILL YOU!" Frieza roared.
"The fact still stands Frieza. You will do as I instruct you. In sixteen years in the middle of battle on Namek, a Sayain will join ranks in fighting against you. You will never get another chance of killing him, if you fail. I'll kill your son, or worse. Believe me, there are somethings worse than death. Succeed, and I will return your son to you, like all of this was just some bad nightmare." She grinned. "And my name."

She watched out the corner of her eyes, while her body began vanishing, the pod rose and burst out the side port.

"My name is Mira."

-Break-

Just as the sun broke on that morning there was a brilliant streak of orange across the mountain background of the sky. The forest trembled and ground shook as a star fell from the heavens in a burning rage.

The local man who lived with his wife and son had already been out for early training with his son, showing his son the joys of forest as he was crossing the river. The man held the one year old in his arms, smiling to the world around him as he bounded from rock to rock, until the ground beneath him shook under the impact of what at first he had thought been a falling star, or at least a comet maybe?

The sky still trailed black and orange against the stark blue back ground and the man frowned deeply confused by it.

All the way to the site where the star fell, he found himself confused, growing more and more curious as to what had happened, at least, until he came to the site where a small fire was dying, turning into nothing more than thick black smoke and being lost as something became more and more clear through the heavy tense heat. "Well, what do we have here?" The man tilted his head, frowning slightly as in the morning sunlight and through the canvas of the trees, the sunlight streaked across his black spiky hair and the orange color of his training uniform.

The baby in his arm just gurgled quietly, it's monkey tail swaying slightly before it curled around it's father's wrist.

The man watched as out the smoke something hissed loudly and the smoke gave away to reveal a circle pod where inside a small bundle now let out a wail. "No way." The man said gently, his dark eyes wide with shock as he crept closer to see the pod lid raised revealing the contents inside, making his shock all the more bigger.

The bundle was wrapped in a green blanket but other than that...

It looked like just an ordinary baby!

The baby screamed and cried out but fell silent as the man balanced his son already in his arms and reached down to pick up the other baby, staring down at the child with surprise but only smiling. "Well what are you doing out here all by yourself, huh little guy?"

the baby paused for a minute, to look up at the man with warm brown eyes which almost... almost seemingly look red. The boy had specks of white hair growing though a strip of hair down the middle had intense deep green emerald tones to it, strange to look at considering the white patches on the other sides of it. But other than that, there were little features which distinguished the baby yet, to the man's biggest surprise, the baby looked like a new born!

Well actually. There were two things which distinguished the baby from most others that the man had seen, other than the strange hairdo that was.

The boy had the strangest large pale crescent moon mark across the front of his torso, which almost looked suspiciously to the man like a scar! But other than that, the newborn baby was wearing a necklace.

A golden hourglass necklace.

"Well, little guy, it seems that you're all by your own out here?" He smiled as he rocked the baby, comforting it as it started crying again, but fell back into silence in the man's arms as it was rocked gently. "Well, I don't know how she will react." He shook his head.

"But Chi-Chi always wanted more kids!" He smiled brightly. "I guess I'm your new dad! You can call me Daddy, but my name is Goku! This is your brother Gohan!"

The man turned to make his tracks back towards where his home was. "Don't worry little one, you won't be by yourself anymore! We will be your family now! One big happy family."

A shadow passed over the forest and a cold cackle passed with it as a figure watched their work unfold with a sickening joy.