The Other Side

I do suggest you read this on www.fanfiction.net/~elliegirl1990. The reason is I couldn't figure out how to change the fonts within this one, which is quite important I guess. For instance, to identify character thoughts and such.

Chapter One

A Tyrant Is Born

It was done. Mistral lay back after giving birth to her second son.

It was a harder birth than Cooler. I cant believe this ones power.

King Cold was sitting next to the bed and came closer to take their new son off the doctor.

"Congratulations, you have a baby boy!" the doctor cheerfully said.

Cold held the baby and took a close look.

Well it must be a boy. With a power level like that, its not possible for a female to be that strong.

Cold couldnt help but giving a weak smile at his new baby. He was adorable. And powerful. Cooler was sitting in the corner, frightened at what had just happened. He was shaking slightly. Cold looked over at Cooler and raised one eyebrow.

"Be back in a sec my dear Mistral"

Cold squeezed Mistrals hand then let go softly. He came over to Cooler whilst holding the baby boy.

"Cooler, this is your little brother - hmm what shall we call him?" Cold turned back to Mistral.

She blankly stared back at him.

"H-how about Frieza?"

"Yes... excellent. it resembles my name I suppose" said Cold and turned back to Cooler.

"His name will be Frieza. Do you want to hold him?"

Cooler stared into his fathers eyes, than back down at Frieza.

"He looks nothing like us daddy!" Cooler screwed up his face and turned away. "He... is so small!"

Cold gave a stern look. "Hes just a baby Cooler"

He went back over to Mistral and let her hold Frieza. Cooler felt left out but stayed in the corner. Mistral had baby Frieza in her arms.

"I cant believe hes our son, his power is astounding. Even higher than Coolers!"

Coolers eyes leapt up from the floor.

That little brat cant have a higher power than me!

Mistral looked over at Cooler.

"Come over here and have a look Cooler, he wont bite"

Mistral closed her eyes to rest for a minute while waiting for Cooler to come over. Cold glanced at him in a 'you better do it' sort of way. Cooler frowned and came over. He didnt want his father getting angry. He stared down at his little brother.

Heh, he is my little brother, so of course hes smaller than me.

Coolers bottom lip trembled and he weakly smiled down at Frieza. He was starting to feel guilty.

"Hello little brother..."

Cold gave Cooler a smile and patted him on the head. Cooler looked into his fathers eyes to see his expression. He was looking at Frieza and a single tear flowed down his cheek!

I've never seen daddy cry.

"Whats wrong daddy?" Cooler grabbed Colds arm and pulled it slightly.

"Oh nothing son, nothing" Cold looked at Mistral who appeared asleep. "Mothers exhausted my dear son. We should leave her to rest."

Cold stood up with Frieza in his arms.

"Come now, its time we got some sleep ourselves"

Cooler looked at Cold, then back down at Mistral and touched her face.

"Mummy?" She didnt say anything. He spoke again, but in a more worried tone. He sensed something was wrong.

"Shes fine Cooler, shes just sleeping, come now we mustnt disturb her"

They both got up and walked down into Coolers room to place Frieza in his new cot.

"Sorry he has to go in your room Cooler, theres no where else to put him"

"Thats fine daddy."

Cooler got into his own bed and lay his head on the pillow.

"Goodnight daddy"

"Goodnight Cooler, and to you... Frieza"

Cooler gave Cold a look as the door closed. He turned to Frieza. Frieza was already sound asleep. Cooler stared at him.

We have to look out for each other little brother. I may be a young but I am nearly stronger than our daddy already. Hes not what he seems to be.

Cooler grabbed the blanket and pulled it over Frieza.

"Frieza, I am your big brother Cooler. I'll look after you. Daddy is not what he seems. Hes not normally this nice to me... to us"

Cooler crawled back into his bed and fell asleep within minutes.

Meanwhile...

"Doctor!" Cold yelled. "What is wrong with my wife?"

"Shes having a few reactions to the birth of Frieza, sire" said the doctor nervously.

Cold clenched his fist.

The doctor went on.

"Frieza has an abnormal power level for a regular baby. This is the cause of Mistrals reactions. They wont last too long though, maybe a few days at the most, sire"

"I sure hope so!"

Cold gave him a dirty look and pointed to the door. The doctor quickly left before he got blasted into ashes.

"Imbocile" Coldsighed to himself. He looked down at his wife.

Mistral, I must say I am proud of you for giving birth to such a powerful son, but you are weak, you should be able to handle it better.

Mistral was in a deep sleep. The reactions to Friezas birth.

"Id better stay in here just incase that pathetic doctor does something to you"

Cold lay his head on her chest.

I still love you. Ever since I met you. Dont know why, but I do. But you have taught Cooler to be much too soft. I hope Frieza doesnt turn out that way. If he does, then I'll have to deal with you personally.

Cold slowly spoke these words to her and closed his eyes and drifted off.

The next day...

"Mummy..." Cooler was crying beside Mistrals bed. "Why wont you wake up?"

The door opened and Cooler quickly wiped his eyes. He didnt want anyone to see him cry.

"Oh hello Cooler" the doctor said to him. "Your mother is fine dont worry. She'll be awake by tomorrow kid"

The doctor saw Coolers eyes. They were red.

"Its ok to cry you know. I guess your father taught you to hold those feelings back?"

"No..." Cooler struggled not to cry.

"Wheres daddy?"

"He should be here any minute. I saw him heading this way with Frieza"

"Frieza" Coolers face turned into a frown.

This is your fault Frieza. You did this to mummy.

"Yes, Frieza is your little brother" the doctor replied.

"I know that, stupid!" Cooler grumbled.

The doctor just laughed back. At that very instant Cold walked through the door with Frieza in his arms. Cold glared at the doctor.

"Will you PLEASE leave?"

The doctor left as soon as he was told.

"I dont need a doctor!" Cold yelled "I can look after my wife on my own!"

He gave Frieza to Cooler and smashed his fists onto the nearby table.
Cooler was too scared to say anything. He looked down at Frieza.

You little brat, its your fault daddy is mad, and its your fault mummy is sick.

Cooler pointed his sharpest finger nail to Friezas throat but stopped as he noticed his father turning around.

"Now Cooler, you were meant to be training today but never mind that. Ive decided to teach you myself. Frieza as well. When hes old enough. I am so sick of those humans messing everything up."

"Y-yes daddy! Please dont be mad daddy! I'm sorry"

Cooler looked at his father hoping it would make him happier.

"Whatever for?" Cold looked at him in confusion "You did nothing wrong my son. Its those wretched humans! But lets forget about them right now."

Cold held Mistrals hand and kissed it gently. Cooler just stared at him awkwardly. Cold turned his eyes to him and chuckled.

"Ah, Cooler, look at you with Frieza. Your going to be a great father one day"

Cooler looked confused.

"But Daddy, I dont understand how though. How did Frieza get inside of mummy?"

Cold laughed louder than ever.

"Your much too young to be asking that!"

Cooler gave a confused smile and grabbed Colds hand and tried to wrestle it down.

"Ah a fist fight you want son?"

Cold pushed Coolers arm down with ease until Cooler stopped him halfway.

Cold slowly widened his eyes.

"Son! Your... when did you get that strong?"

"I've always been this strong daddy. You never noticed it though!" Cooler wiped his eyes where the tears were appearing.

"Daddy!"

Cooler squeezed his fathers arm as tight as he dared. Cold took removed Coolers hand and reluctantly hugged him.

"Being a king is hard work son, it takes a lot of time. Thats why it may seem I dont love you, but I do"

Cooler then hugged him back and let his tears flow down his cheeks. Cold frowned.

Look at what Mistral has made him. Hes much too soft to be a fighter. Hes got all the skills but...

"Its alright son..."

Later that night...

Cooler was sound asleep when Cold placed Frieza in his bed. Cold looked over at Cooler.

Cooler, you are a wonderful son but your mother has ruined you. Maybe I shall spend a bit more time with you.

He looked over at Frieza.

And you too. I dont want you turning out like Cooler.

Cold left the room. Realising this, Cooler quickly sat up in his bed.

"Ohh Friezaaa, are you awake little brother?"

Oh right, that little brat cant understand me yet.

Cooler came over to where Frieza was sleeping. He stared knifes into him.

"I hate you!" screamed Cooler. "You made mummy sick! Now you pay!"

Cooler pointed his finger and a tiny energy ball begin to grow at the tip of his finger. Cooler smiled evilly laughing loudly. Yet did he realise Cold was right outside the door and heard what was going on.

"What are you doing!?"

A male voice yelled from the doorway. Cooler looked up in surprise as he realised Cold was standing there looking at him. Cooler quickly ran over to his bed.

"Come here this instant!"

Cold signaled for Cooler to come over to him. Coolers eyes dropped to the floor as he walked over to Cold. Cold looked down at him.

Smack!

Cooler fell to the ground. He looked up at Cold.

"Daddy!?" Tears started appearing in Coolers eyes.

"Get up brat! And dont you even think about crying. You deserved that. You were TRYING to hurt Frieza!"

Cold knelt down and twisted Coolers wrist sharply. Cooler sobbed and placed his other hand over his eyes.

"I said dont cry!"

Cold smacked him again. Cooler was trying to hold the tears in but the pain was too much to bear. Cooler turned to his dad.

"Why daddy... why!?"

He was shaking terribly. Cold just looked at him in disgust.

"Dont you do that to Frieza again, you hear me!?"

Cold was holding Cooler by his now sprained wrist.

"Its Friezas fault mummy is sick!" Cooler let out.

"No, your mother is just weak! Its because Friezas power was too much for her to handle. And just to let you know, Frieza will be a greater warrior than you Cooler"

Cold had calmed down a bit and let Cooler go. Cooler rubbed his sore wrist and looked at Cold angrily.

"He will not!"

Cooler decided to prove to Cold that that would never happen. Apparently. Cooler stood up and began powering up.

Colds eyes widened.

"What ARE you doing?"

"I'll show you that Frieza will never beat me daddy!"

Cooler clenched his fists and punched his father right in the gut. Cold fell to his knees and coughed out a mouthful of blood.

"Why you... brat!!"

Cold tried to reach out to grab Cooler. Cooler relaxed and stopped powering up.

"Sorry daddy..." Cooler looked at him innocently "but I had to show you that Frieza will NEVER beat me! I can beat you too daddy!"

Colds anger left him for a moment and began to speak.

"H-how are you so POWERFUL son!?"

Cold looked down at his stomach to make sure it wasnt bleeding. Cooler had put a hole completely through his armour and he saw four red knuckle marks on his stomach.

"Mummy taught me" Cooler said. "She also taught me emotions. You dont have them daddy."

"Really now?" Cold said ignoring what Cooler said about emotions. "I truly underestimated your power. Your power is incredible. Its... its higher than mine! I'm... I'm proud of you Cooler!" Cold coughed and gave Cooler a smile.

"But son, I have to rest now, look at these marks you made!"

He laughed and patted his son on the back. He looked down at Cooler.

"Now please dont hurt Frieza. Its not his fault your mother is sick. Its mine┘ I thought she had no strength at all. But I am wrong. It seems she taught you to be incredibly powerful, so she musnt be so weak after all."

"Mummy will be fine tomorrow daddy, the doctor said so." said Cooler as he climbed back into his bed.

"Goodnight daddy, sorry about punching you, but I had to show you my power"

"Dont worry about it..."

I suppose Cooler will take my place after all some day.

Two days later...

Mistral had woken up and was laying in her bed. It was late at night. Cold was sitting at the end of the bed massaging her feet. She was completely unaware of what he was doing until she heard him speak.

"My dear, our wonderful sons are both sound asleep, all the doctors have gone home for the night... also... we are alone!" He laughed.

"I noticed" Mistral slowly replied. She smiled and sighed. "But I have no idea what your suggesting" She weakly winked at Cold.

Cold ran his hands up her legs.

She seems so weak. Where has all her energy gone?

"Yes you do..."

Mistral trembled as she was touched by his cold hands. She was totally nude under her blanket. Cold now had his face against hers.

"And I know you want it..." He whispered.

He pressed his lips against hers.
"But-" She was cut off when Cold planted a forceful kiss. She closed her eyes and slowly accepted it.

Wow... there seems to be some feeling put into this one.

Cold suddenly chuckled as if he read her thoughts. He knew Mistral had this ability also.

Seeing you this way is awful. I have to make up for all the times I was so disrespectful to you. Heres how I'm rewarding you.

Cold knelt on top of her and took off his armour. He looked into Mistrals eyes. Those eyes he dreamt of so often. Seeing them look at him so innocently. It used to be the other way around. Cold used to be the innocent one. As he stripped for her, a memory from long ago popped into his head. When he was in his late teens. So long ago.

20 years ago...

Sitting by a purplish lake was a much younger looking Cold. He had a pile of stones beside him and was throwing them into the water one by one. His mind was blank and he felt very sleepy. He lay back on the brown grass and stared at the sky. There were dark clouds everywhere. He had always felt quite lonely. But he liked it that way. He hated his father and there was no one else he would even bother talking to. His father was always pestering him about taking the throne when he died. He thought Cold wasnt worthy yet, so they often got into arguments. Cold didnt care. He gently closed his eyes and began thinking what his future held for him. If anything. He felt sadness rush into his heart. A sadness he welcomed. His thoughts were interrupted by a dark sounding voice. His fathers.

"I was wondering where you got to Cold"

"What do you want father?" mumbled Cold as he lay on the grass.

"I would like you to meet someone. Someone you might be able to relate to"

"Just tell me who is it"

"Its a surprise. Come with me. Shes waiting for you"

"... She?"

As soon as he heard it he got up and followed his father. They walked along the dirt path that lead to his fathers castle. The clouds made it quite dark. The shadows of the trees started to disappear. Rain began pouring down. Lightning flashes lit up the path as they went. By the time they arrived they were both soaking wet. His father opened the castle door with a loud creaking sound. Cold walked in after his father and saw a dark figure standing across the room. Cold felt his heart pounding. He was nervous.

"Is that her father?"

"Yes. I chose her for you to marry one day. Go say hello"

"YOU chose her? I hope shes to my liking father"

"Go say hello..." his father repeated.

Cold walked over to the dark figure. Two pink eyes were staring at him. A light pink glow. It scared him somehow, but also made him feel at ease. As he got closer he could make out the details. She appeared to be icejin. She was white with red markings. Those eyes of hers seemed to hypnotise him. He took a step closer, staring at her tail tapping on the ground.

"H-hello..."

She opened her mouth to speak.

"Hello Cold"

Cold felt his face go red. Her voice gave him butterflies.

Could this really be true? I might actually like this one.

His father had left the room to leave them alone and get to know each o ther. Cold tried to read her mind, but couldnt get through. He had had this ability ever since he was young. But for some reason he couldnt read hers.

"Whats your name?" Cold asked quietly.

"...Not saying"

"Why not?"

"I only tell my name to those of my family or of ones I love"

"Thats kind of strange. You know mine. So tell me yours"

"No"

"Oh come on please... It cant be as bad as mine"

"Shut up about it ok? I'm not telling you my name. I'd only tell you if I loved you. Which of course I dont! We just met! And already I dont like you"

Cold felt his heart sink.

I should have known she'd be like the rest.

He looked at the ground and felt his eyes water.

"Dont be such a sook. Grow up. You dont see me crying over it"

"...Your not very nice"

"Hmph. Some prince you turned out to be. I'm going to go sleep in the room your father leant to me."

"I'm not a prince..."

"I noticed!" She laughed and walked away.

The night came and as soon as it did Cold wanted to go to bed. But he couldnt sleep. For some reason this girl was keeping him awake.

Shes just like the rest. Stop thinking about her. Shes not worth it.

He let out a sigh.

But I want to know everything about her. Her name. Why I couldnt read her mind. Everything.

Cold tried not to cry. He got up and walked over to his window. He stared blankly outside at the dark sky full of stars.

And those eyes. I must have her...

Cold didnt know that she was really thinking of him too.

The morning came slowly. Cold was at the table eating breakfast, trying not to think about her. And just as he cleared her from his mind for a brief second she came walking in and sat on the other side of the table. Cold frowned and tried not to look at her. She didnt look at him either. Colds father came in and sat next to Cold.

"So Mistral, how are you finding it here?"

So her name is Mistral...

With a simple reply she said "Good"

"Excellent. You seem awfully quiet though. You too Cold. Something wrong? You two not getting along?"

"Hmm. You might say that. By the way nice pick father! Doesnt matter that shes a total bitch!" Cold said in an angry tone.

Mistral didnt say anything, because if she did, she knew she'd be kicked out.

"Get to know her! And Mistral, you get to know him too. You are both similar in alot of ways"

"Its her fault. Not mine. I ask her her name and she bites my head off!"

Mistral laughed. This angered Cold. He got up and tried to hit her but was stopped by his father.

"Stop acting like such children! Both of you!"

Cold grumbled and walked off to his room. He decided to sleep. So he did.

When he awoke it was dark. And the thoughts returned. Of the pink eyed girl he lusted... and hated.

Mistral...

He wanted to tell her how he felt. But he knew there was no way he could do that.

If only she knew what I could do for her...

Cold looked at the pen and paper sitting on a table next to his bed.

I could write her a letter I suppose. At least I wont have to see her reaction to it.

So he wrote a letter to Mistral saying how he felt and how he wanted to know all about her. Cold got up and headed to Mistrals room. He slid the note under her door and returned to his room. He shuddered as he thought of her reaction to it. He fell asleep quite quickly.

When he woke he suddenly remembered the note to Mistral.

Uh oh...

Cold walked out of his room very cautiously, making sure he didnt run into Mistral. He came to a chair in the main room where a guard approached him.

"Um Lord Cold?"

"What?!"

"We uh... have some terrible news for you sir"

"...Go on"

"Well... yesterday your father left on a mission to find a replacement for the one whom you were to marry"

"Yes and?"

"Along the way his ship unexpectedly exploded. He... uh... didnt survive"

"What...?" Cold widened his eyes.

"I'm very sorry sir"

"Do be quiet!"

Cold shoved the guard out of the way. He hated his father, but strangely he cared about him. And this is how it all started...

Cold was sitting silently in his room thinking about his father. All of a sudden there was a knock on the door. Cold ignored it. He didnt want to talk to anyone. He wanted to be alone.

Go away...

The door creaked open and someone walked over and stood behind him. Their shadow fell across him. And they spoke.

"I got your note Cold..."

His heart lept into his throat.

Mistral! Uh oh. I totally forgot about that note.

"G-go away Mistral... I want to be alone..."

"But your note... it made me feel guilty. I mean, I'm sorry for being so terrible to you"

"Just leave me be"

"Ok... whats the matter Cold?"

Cold didnt say anything. He let himself sob softly.

"You can tell me"

Cold continued to ignore her.

"Please..." Mistral whispered in his ear.

It was the way she said it that made him give in.

"My...my fathers ship exploded and... and... he... he"

"Oh... I'm sorry" She placed a hand on his shoulder. After reading his note, she wanted to make him feel better. "Dont worry I'll stay with you" Cold smiled weakly.

"Thanks... your a good friend Mistral..."

Everytime he said her name he blushed. It was too dark for her to notice it though. They both sat in silence for a long time, until Mistral finally replied.

"Not only a friend Cold..."

She leaned into him and kissed the back of his neck. Cold widened his eyes and felt a shiver run down his spine. He couldnt speak. His bottom lip began shaking and he felt the butterflies return. Stronger than ever. He turned around and saw her glowing pink eyes. She smiled back at him as her eyes glowed brighter. She stood up in front of him. Cold got up with her. He couldnt take anymore. He put his arms around her tightly and slammed her hard against the wall and pressed his mouth hard against hers. Mistral was stunned by his actions, but she seemed to like it. Alot. Cold continued pushing her body hard against the wall with his own. He couldnt stop. He didnt want to stop. While he kissed her he pulled down his black briefs and pushed his erection against her. She looked down. And saw it. The sight of it turned her on.

"Cold... are you really ready for this?"

"Yes..." Cold moaned.

"I hope so"

Cold didnt hesitate.

"W-wait! Lets do it on the bed. It'll be much better"

Cold groaned in disappointment and led her over to the bed.

"You ready?"

"Yes..."

Cold found her hole and slid his length straight in. It was his first time. It went on for longer than expected. Until the dawn.

And then then memory faded.

The present...

Cold had totally lost count of what number this was. He didnt mind. He wanted another night just like the first night they spent together.

He purred slowly. "I love you Mistral"

Mistral felt herself get wet under the blanket between them.

"You too"

She sat up and pulled him down on top of her. She couldnt help herself. It was as if she was with the young Cold again. She poked her fingers up where Colds length was. He let out a soft groan.

Direct hit.

Mistral pulled out the blanket from between them and threw it on the floor. She placed her hand over Colds black briefs. Cold was resting his head on her right shoulder, just enjoying the moment. She gently closed her hand against his length, and felt it grow hard.

Cold sighed deeply and pushed his body hard into Mistrals as she pulled his briefs off. Mistral now had full grasp of his erection and started stroking it softly. Cold put his arms around her tightly as he felt her actions. He sighed again as he ran his hands down her back. He kissed Mistrals lips hard and slowly removed her hand from his length. He put his own hand around it and placed it deep into her pussy.
Cold kept like that for a long while. He liked to get his length dripping wet inside of her before he begun.

When he was satisfied he finally decided to hump the hell out of her. Mistral arched her back and moaned as he started to thrust in and out.

After a few minutes Cold felt like he was going to explode, so he decided to do her harder than ever. He wanted her to feel how hard he was going to cum. He knew she could take the full force of it. Mistral couldnt believe what was happening and why Cold had suddenly become so affectionate.

This is the Cold I fell inlove with. He normally doesnt bother pleasuring me, only himself.

The bed could be heard creaking from outside the door. Their cries of pleasure could be heard all the way from Coolers room. Cooler was sound asleep. But Frieza... was wide awake.