The Other Side

WARNING: Contains incest activities

'thinking marks'

Chapter Two

Innocent

Cold watched his son Frieza play with his toys.

'Pathetic really... hes still playing with his little toys.'

“Frieza, you really should stop playing with those childish THINGS. We have to worry about the saiyans attacking us tomorrow.”

Frieza threw his teddy up in the air.

“Dadda!” he screamed.

Cold sneered at Frieza.

“Hmph… hopefully you‘ll grow up to be a great warrior like Cooler. Cooler is young, but powerful.”

Frieza just stared at him while sucking his thumb.

“Get that thing out of your mouth.” Cold sighed.

'I'll really have to teach him how to behave properly.'

The next day…

Cooler walked into his fathers room and bowed.

“Father…” He said in his now broken voice “There is a ship heading straight for us, what shall I do?”

Cold laughed.

“Cooler, you are my son, not my slave. You don’t serve me unless I ask. That’s for the pathetic soldiers to do”

“Well I was just wondering if it was those saiyan monkeys. Maybe I can help you wipe them out?”

“Of course son, come with me.”

Cooler looked back at Frieza.

“Hey shouldn’t you get someone to look after Frieza, father?”

“Oh not at all. He’ll be just fine. Hes got greater powers than both of us… unfortunately he doesn’t know how to use them yet... but if he gets into any danger thats when his power act, so he can protect himself...”

Frieza had heard this. He pointed his finger at Cooler and giggled.

“Me stronger than Coolwa!”

A small blast came from his finger and hit Cooler right in the groin.

“Aaah! You idiot!”

Cooler screwed his face up and briefly held his groin. He quickly walked over to Frieza and was about to plant a fist to his face when Cold interfered.

“Now now Cooler. It was just a pitiful little blast.”

“Well father, it hurt! And it still does…”

Cooler pointed at his groin and continued rubbing it. Cold looked down and sneered.

“Will you please not do such things in MY presence!”

“What?”
It took Cooler a moment to realise what he was doing. “Oh I’m… sorry father!”

Cooler blushed but put on a straight face as his father just frowned at him in disgust.

“Come now. Those creatures are probably preparing to enter our ship.”

Cooler followed Cold down the long hallway.

“Wheres mother?” Cooler asked.

“Resting” Cold said flatly. “Shes safe where she is”

Suddenly there was a huge explosion like noise.

“Why those…!”

Cold started to run ahead with Cooler on his tail.

They ran for a few minutes until they got around a corner where four humans with monkey like tails, were blasting everything in their way.

“How dare you!” spat Cold.

Cold shot a beam at the saiyan closest to him, turning him into a pile ashes. The other three saiyans turned around. The tallest came forward and began to speak.

“Well if it isn’t the King of the Icejins! Hahaha! I'll have the pleasure of killing you myself!”

He flew straight at Cold and planted a punch straight to the face. Cold retaliated with a few punches himself, which didn’t appear to be doing much to this saiyan. Cooler stood back and watched.

'My fathers getting beat! I must stop this now. I might not have the power but… I have to try!'

“Father!”

Cooler clenched his fists and began gathering his energy. The whole spaceship was beginning to shake.

The tallest saiyan continued fighting his father, he had Cold on the ground and was continually kicking him in the stomach. Cooler saw the blood coming from his fathers mouth and yelled out in despair as he moved with incredible speed towards the saiyan attacking Cold.

“Get away from him!”

Cooler slammed the saiyan to the floor and bashed his fist into the saiyans face with great force.

And he did it again…

And again…

The other two saiyans stood back trembling as they saw the results of their leader. There was blood everywhere, it was obvious the saiyan was dead but Cooler kept going. He was furious. He kept doing this until he heard the sickly crack of the saiyans skull.

“Arrrrgghhh!!”

Cooler leapt up from the corpse and looked at the remaining saiyans.

“Now its your turn!”

“No! Please don’t!” one saiyan pleaded and started to back away.

“Like that’ll save you!” the other saiyan said to him and ran off before Cooler could catch him.

The saiyan who begged continued to as Cooler came at him. Cooler shoved him into the wall and clenched his hand into a fist.

“Noooo!!” pleaded the saiyan again.

Cooler drove his fist right through the saiyans lower back. He twisted his arm around several times to make the saiyan suffer. The saiyan was still alive and making awful gurgling sounds. He put his hands over the big hole in his lower back, but as he did this Cooler snapped one of his fingers backwards.

There were 10 terrible loud cracking noises mixed with Coolers laughs while he cracked the saiyans fingers one by one. The saiyan had given up but Cooler didn’t care. Cooler pulled his hand away and looked at the blood covering his forearm. He started to become nauseous as he saw the two saiyan bodies.

'Wait a second... did I do that to them? Yes… yes I did…'

Coolers eyes widened as he saw the smashed face of the first saiyan. He felt like throwing up.

'I cant believe I did that!'

Cooler remembered his father and turned to him. Cold was still laying on his side but luckily he was conscious. He had his jaw dropped and was staring at Cooler with wide eyes.

“What... happened to... that other saiyan?”

Cold said it much to quiet for Cooler to even hear. Cooler looked down at him.

“I’m sorry for being that brutal father…” Cooler spoke “but I wasn’t going to let them hurt you anymore”

Cooler knelt down beside Cold and attempted to pick him up, as Cold couldn’t even get up with his injuries. It looked quite strange as Cooler held his father up, who was a lot bigger than he was. Cooler began walking to the healing tanks.

“Ugh…” Cold began to sputter “S-son… you were incredible… back t-there!”

Cooler smiled “Yes… I cant believe I did that to them… I have to admit it was cruel”

His father slowly laughed.

“No… it w-was your power… that amazed me”

Cooler ignored what Cold said. He finally arrived at the healing tanks and placed Cold into one.

“Now father, you will be in this tank for about 24 hours. I'll return when you are healed.”
He smiled at his father as he left the room.

24 Hours Later…

Cooler entered the recovery room to get his father out of the healing tank. He drained all the water and the glass automatically lifted.
Cold slowly opened his eyes and stepped out. He studied his hands.

“All better father?” Cooler asked.

“…Yes I am… actually… those saiyans… Cooler! Your very strong indeed!”

Cooler blushed “Ah ha ha ha, I was just protecting you father... I didn’t want you to get hurt.”

“I must reward you somehow son…”

Cold didn’t like being so nice but he owed his son big time.

He saved me from death. My own son...

Later…

Cold went to check on Frieza and Mistral. He came to Mistrals door and for some strange reason felt something was terribly wrong. He opened the door and stepped in. It looked as if Mistral was asleep.

'What is she doing sleeping at this time!?'

Cold looked closer.

'What…'

He noticed the marks on Mistrals neck. Strangle marks.

'That other saiyan! No! Shes… shes…'

Cold put his hands to his face and dropped to his knees. He put his head against the floor and screamed out in anger.

“Argh!” Cold struggled to hide his emotions. “I'll get you saiyan!”

Colds rage overtook his misery. He smashed various items around the place until he calmed down. He looked back at Mistral.

“Mistral…” he sobbed softly.

Meanwhile…

Cooler was walking down the hallway with Frieza when they heard their father cry out their mothers name.

“What the hell” Cooler frowned “Oh, I do NOT want to know!”

“Coolwa? Why did dadda scream out mummys name?” Frieza innocently asked.

“Uh… mummy and daddy are… just… PLAYING together…”

'Argh... badly put. Why does Frieza have to ask me questions like that?'

“It sounds like dadda is angry with mummy” said Frieza.

“Oh shut up Frieza, this is what they did to MAKE you! Ah ha ha… you wanna see? Cause I’m real sick of your stupid questions! Its about time you learnt what they are REALLY doing!”

They came to the door of their mothers room.

Cooler shuddered as he an image of Cold and Mistral doing the dirty deed appeared in his head. But he didn’t realise that they wernt doing that at all.

'I so don’t wanna see this, but Frieza needs to know the facts.'

Cooler paused “Frieza, open the door and see what mummy and daddy are really doing!”
“Ok!”

Frieza opened the door without hesitation as Cooler covered his eyes.

A few months later…

Cooler was lying in his bed, irritated at the noise of Frieza crying.

Hes been crying for hours now! Argh I cant get any sleep! At least they put him in his own room though. But hes still upset about mother dying. Well, so am I, but I keep my feelings inside, unlike him!

Cooler covered his ears.

'Damn Frieza… stupid kid...'

He rolled onto his back and stared at the ceiling.

'Hah, finally that little brat has stopped crying. About time...'

Cooler was nearly asleep when he heard strange noises coming from the tv room.

'…Argh! Father is watching that… STUFF again! Hes been watching it ever since mother died!'

“Grrr…”

Cooler rolled over to try block out the sounds but it didn’t work, so he rolled back onto his back. He closed his eyes and stared at the ceiling, listening to the noises. After a few minutes he felt himself grow hard.

'Those noises… are…'

Cooler clenched his fist in frustration trying to avoid the urge to touch himself.

'Ugh… darn… Mr Wormy don’t you dare disobey me…'

He grew harder and harder each minute as he listened. He pinched it as if punishing himself, but instead it did the exact oppisite. He quickly slipped his hand down under the blanket and started rubbing his cock furiously.

'Why am I so damn turned on? Argh!'

Cooler rubbed himself harder. He rolled onto his stomach while doing this, and slowly began humping the bed.

“Awwwwww yes…” he groaned a little too loudly.

'Dammit! I cant let anyone hear me...'

He pushed his face into the pillow and let out deep muffled groans. Cooler heard the sounds stop, and he immediately cummed all over the bed. After catching his breath he looked down.

“Damn… what a mess!” he gasped aloud. “Uh oh, uh oh! Must hide it somehow!”

Cooler climbed back into bed and tried to clean it up when he heard his door creaking.

Cooler turned to the door in a flash.

“I-is that you Frieza?!” Cooler quickly jumped back into bed.

The door swung open and Cold came strolling in. He looked at the red faced Cooler.

“Cooler, do you remember just before your mother died? How you saved my life from those pathetic saiyans? I said I would reward you somehow. Well, I have an idea that would be worthwhile son. I know you’ll like it.”

Cooler lay on his goo.

“Eww… oh yes of course father! So what is it your giving me?”

Cold gave him a confused look. “Am I interrupting something?”

“N-no!” Cooler blushed and looked away from his father.

“Well…” Cold turned around and closed the door behind him. “Close your eyes and you shall see what your reward is”

“Um, whatever you say father.”

Cooler closed his eyes. He felt quite uncomfortable. Cold approached him, and pulled the blanket off Cooler. He saw all the goo.

“Hahaha! My oh my, Cooler!”

“…s-sorry” Cooler mumbled while covering his face in embarrassment.

Cold said nothing and shrugged.

“Well son, getting to your reward. I am feeling a little… NEEDY right now. Hmm... I was just wondering if you could help me out. And yes son this is your reward, because you’ll get more PLEASURE out of this than I will.”

Cooler had no idea Cold was stripping naked while Cooler had his eyes shut.

“Eh… father, what do you mean? Do you mean… s-sex!?”

“Of course” Cold slowly said.

'This just CANT be real!'

Cooler struggled as Cold put blindfolds over his eyes before he opened them.

“No father… don’t!”

Cold pushed Cooler onto his stomach and massaged his back. Cooler was struggling quite a bit as Cold tried to hold him still. It didn’t work, so Cold dug his palms hard into Coolers back and slid them up to his shoulders, pushing him hard into the bed.

“Uhhh… father… please don’t!” Cooler breathed deeply.

“Son, you’ll like this, trust me!”

Cold didn’t say a word from there on. Cooler grimaced into the pillow.

“Father! Stop this!”

Cooler didn’t like what he was feeling. He was starting to feel aroused.

“No… father… stop!!”

Cooler panted deeply. He felt his cock get stiff against the bed. He felt his eyes water. He couldn’t even tell Cold to stop anymore. It was a mixture of panic and arousal. Cold slowly lay on top of Coolers back and rubbed his own cock against Coolers ass and the beginning of his tail.

“Mmmmm” Cold continued rubbing himself against Cooler. “That’s a good boy…”

Cold caught hold of Coolers tail and yanked him off the bed. Cooler landed on the floor with a loud grunt as his erection hit the floor as well. Cold came over to him and stood infront of Cooler. He knelt down and took Coolers blindfolds off. Cold stood back up again.

Cooler opened his eyes and looked up at his fathers face. Then down.

“Oh my…” Cooler gasped.

Cold laughed. “Get on all fours and... suck it”

“What!?”

“Just do it!” Cold then gave Cooler a sweet smile. “Please?”

Cooler looked at Colds cock. It made him feel…

'Whats wrong with me?'

Cooler got on all fours. He looked up at Colds face. He could tell Cold was serious. Cooler looked back down at Colds cock.

Cooler stared at it for a long time. He looked up at Cold and saw that he was getting impatient. Cooler quickly grabbed hold of it and began licking the end. After a while he could hear Cold letting out barely audible moans.

'Guess I'll have to get more serious… Bah! What am I thinking? Hes not my… lover!'

Cooler ignored the voices in his head and slid his mouth over Colds cock. He rolled his tongue along it. Cooler heard the noises Cold made, and he sucked harder.

“Hmmmm…”

Cooler hummed tunes onto Colds cock. This reaction gave Cold intense pleasure. He leant his head back and put both hands on Coolers head. Cooler never stopped for a break, and Cold liked that. Cold listened to the strange noises his son was making and blew his load into Coolers mouth.

Cooler was surprised as he felt Colds cum spill into his mouth. He reluctantly swallowed it, then fell back on his ass and looked up at his father.

“Cold…?”

Cooler did not want to think of Cold as being his father anymore.

“Yes son?”

Cold looked down at Coolers dick. He noticed it was standing on end.

“I was wondering… if you could do to me… what I just did to you?”

Cold blinked.

“I suppose. This was meant to be your reward anyway...”

Cooler turned red and smiled. Cooler lay down on his back. Cold lifted Cooler up and placed his legs over his shoulders. Coolers dick was now right infront of Colds face.

“Not a bad size son” Cold said as he began licking Coolers dick, exactly how Cooler had done to him.

“Yes, exactly how I did it to you…”

Cooler sat on Cold's shoulders and gripped his hands on his knees. Cold licked his dick incredibly slow for at least 10 minutes straight.

'Oh come on! I can't take anymore more teasing...'

As he thought this, Cold finally placed Coolers dick in his mouth and sucked so hard Cooler began screaming out.

“Uh, uh… uhhhhhhhh!” Cooler cried as he burst in Colds mouth.

Cooler couldn’t keep it in as long as Cold did but Cold didn’t seemed bothered about that. Cold slipped his mouth off Coolers softening dick, picked Cooler up off his shoulders and put him on his feet. Cooler just stood there and hugged Cold.

'Amazing...' Cooler thought as he held Cold.

“There you go. Hope you enjoyed it…”

Cold laughed and walked out of the room.

Cooler slowly walked over to his bed. How his dick ached.

“Ugh…”

He climbed in and fell asleep within a few minutes.

The next morning…

Cold walked down the narrow hallway to get Frieza up to start his training. He opened the door to Friezas room.

“Frieza get up!”

Frieza slowly get out of bed.

“Dadda?”

“Dadda…?” Cold rolled his eyes “Cooler and myself are going to teach you how to bring out your TRUE power”

Frieza stared back in confusion. Cold grumbled and dragged Frieza by the tail all the way to Coolers room.

“Cooler! Get up!”

Cooler groaned and put his head under the pillow.

“Its too early…”

“I see your tired from last night!” Cold laughed loudly “Come on Cooler, I need you to help me train Frieza. I'll reward you…”

Cooler quickly sat up with bags under his eyes.

“…Coming father!”

“Excellent…”

Cold walked out of the room with Frieza following. They continued along the long hallway of the ship until they finally reached the training room.
The room was completely bare, except for a large machine sitting in the middle.

“What a weird room daddy” Frieza exclaimed.

“This is where you will be training. I will teach you the basics, Cooler will teach you the advanced techniques… seeing he has overpassed me”

Cold explained to Frieza how to do the basics moves of punching, kicking, and then combining the lot. Cold noticed that Frieza moved with incredible speed.

“King Cooler has arrived!” Cooler yelled sarcastically as he walked into the room with a bow.

Cold frowned “No need for bragging Cooler. Frieza may not become King but just look at how he fights!”

Cooler took a look at Frieza.

“Ha! That’s nothing father. Now watch me!”

Cooler stood still for a moment then disappeared. He reappeared infront of Frieza.

“Hello little brother!”

Frieza didn’t have time to react as Cooler grabbed Friezas tail and threw him into the wall.

“Hey not so rough Cooler!” Cold yelled across the room.

Cooler crossed his arms and turned his head to his father.

“Oh please father, I know what I'm doing. You gotta be rough to reveal those HIDDEN powers. What makes you think Frieza has them, I don’t know!”

“Very well… but if he comes out with injuries and no power increase at all, then I'll train Frieza myself!”

“Come on, get up Frieza!”

Cooler stood above Frieza.

After a bit of struggling Frieza got up. He give Cooler a frown.

“That’s not nice Coolwa!”

“I don’t care. This is training you moron. Now, give me your best shot little brother!”

Frieza came at Cooler with several punches that Cooler dodged with ease.

“Oh ppplease. Your such a slowpoke Frieza!” Cooler laughed and began punching Frieza back.

Cold turned around before leaving the room “And Cooler, don’t let that temper get the better of you. We don’t want Frieza in the same mess as those saiyans you fought!”

“Ah ha ha, don’t worry father. Frieza wont be able to even hit me!”

A long time passed where Cooler and Frieza just threw punches at each other. Frieza still hadn’t hit Cooler once. He was covered in bruises from all the strikes Cooler was giving him. Cooler started getting bored so he stopped fighting and picked Frieza up by the tail, holding him in the air.

“Not bad, but your WAY too slow! Lets see how much force those punches have behind them though. We can work on your speed later.”

Cooler let go of Friezas tail and kicked Frieza high into the air.

“Aah Coolwa! Your mean!”

Cooler flew up after him laughing and caught Frieza in his arms.

“You don’t trust me do you little brother? Loosen up, I wont drop you. I cant. Because I’m the fastest in the universe!”

Cooler dropped Frieza to the floor.

Thud!

“Oww…!” Frieza cried.

“Oops...” Cooler laughed as he landed infront of Frieza. “Come on Frieza! I want to see how strong you are! Punch me as HARD as you can!”

Cooler spread his arms open. Frieza got up and stood right infront of Cooler with his fists clenched. Friezas rage took over as he threw his fist right at Coolers stomach.

Slam!

“Aaah!! Frieza!!”

Cooler fell to his knees holding his stomach.

Friezas fist had gone slightly through Coolers stomach.

“Look Coolwa! Your stomach needs a dyper change!”

“Aar- Fri!! Fu-!”

Cooler cried out and stuck his finger up.

“That was fun! Can we do it again?”

Cooler looked up at Frieza with wide eyes.

“No! No d-don’t! Frieza its n-not a game!"

He held out one hand and began crawling to the big machine in the middle. He reached his hand up and picked up the scouter sitting ontop of it.

Cooler put it on “Soldier g-get me a medic! Now!”

A voice spoke from the scouter “Yes Lord Cooler!

Cooler rolled around on the floor still holding his stomach. He looked around and saw Frieza standing next to him.

“Ge-get! Away fr-... me!”

Frieza stared at Cooler for a minute.

“Did I hurt you?”

“YES!! Go... get father! Now!”

Frieza ran out of the room to get Cold. Cooler looked down at all the blood on his hands.

'Why is he so powerful?!'

Cooler continued groaning loudly for a few minutes as the pain surged through him. All of a sudden the doors opened behind him.

“W-well about time!” Cooler yelled as her saw two doctors run in.

“I’m terribly sorry my lord”

The two doctors struggled as they lifted Cooler onto a stretcher and ran off down the hallway. They arrived at the healings pods and placed Cooler in one.


Hours later…

Cooler awoke feeling quite cold. He found himself underwater in a healing tank. He looked around. Outside of the tank he saw Cold and Frieza.

“Doctor, hes awake!” Cold exclaimed.

“Right on schedule too”

The doctor emptied the tank and Cooler slowly stepped out.

“Huh…”

Cooler looked down at where Frieza punched him. Not a scratch. The healing tank had healed him perfectly.

“Ah Cooler!” Cold said “I was told you were beaten by Frieza. I told you he has amazing powers.”

Coolers eyes fell to the floor.

“That’s true father…”

He looked at Frieza and growled at him.

The doctor interrupted.

“Lord Cooler, we must have a look at your injury”

“What injury? Its completely healed!” Cooler said as he tapped his injury with his fingers.

“Yes it may look that way, but we have to make sure all the feelings are back”

Cooler snorted as he went to sit on the table.

“I don’t want you feeling me monkey boy”

The doctors began prodding him to see if he could feel it. It was obvious he could by all the squirming he was doing. Cooler sat back as he felt the prodding get too low for his liking.

“Hey! I wasnt hit there you fool!”

Cooler leapt up from the table and knocked the doctor out cold.

“Well that’s excellent Cooler. It seems that all your feelings are back.” said Cold while giving him a dirty smile.

“Yes father. They are. And better than ever…”

Cooler blushed as he remembered the time not so long ago between Cold and himself.

“Im glad”

The other doctor gave them a strange look. Cold and Cooler didn’t seem to realise he was still there.

“I know you are. Come visit me tonight will you father?”

Frieza looked up at Cooler.

“Can I come?”

“No!”

Cooler growled at Frieza again.

Cold raised his eyebrows and smiled.

“Of course Cooler”

“What about me!?” Frieza cried not knowing what their were really talking about.

“Maybe when you’re a bit older Frieza.”

Cold laughed and patted him on the back.

The doctors jaw dropped as he listened.

“I'll see you then...” Cooler said as he walked out of the room to take a nap.