(Art belongs to Frieza-Love on deviantart)
I waited in my palace for months, awaiting my papas return. Counting down the minutes, hours, days, weeks, months. But one day I was greeted by one of the soldiers who called me and all others of my race into our meeting place, like a town square. We all gathered around, the high in power Icejins at the front; that included me. I ran as fast as my little feet could carry me, today was the day, the day I would be embraced in my papa's arms once again. My tail held high and wagging happily, this is what I had wanted for what seemed like forever, in my childish mind. I was escorted to the front, tail still swaying as happy as could be. My grandpa stepped out to speak, "People of planet Arcos!" His voice boomed loudly throughout the surrounding area, "I regret to inform you that Lord Frieza has been assassinated by yet another Saiyan!" My tail drooped, and at first my little mind couldn't fathom what was taking place. I couldn't wrap my mind around the thought of my papa actually being gone! My eyes quickly welled up with many tears, and they streamed down my face. The other Icejins looked upset, some joined me and cried, but we all shared one trait. We were all terribly devastated. The last most depressing death my race had was the loss of my grandmother, I never knew her, she was killed when my papa was a young boy. I ran off as fast as I could, at the time I actually thought that if I ran far enough my problems would leave me, maybe it could all be a dream and papa could be rocking me right now. But no, it was real, all too real. The tears poured as I ran, little did I know I was being pursued by my family and a few soldiers. I yelped out in surprise and pain, something caught my tail. Since I was running ever so fast on my little legs, I was launched forward once I was grasped by my tail that was dragging behind me. I caught myself with my hands before my face met the ground. I looked behind me to see Cooler. He had stepped on my tail and was now lifting me by the appendage.
"Running from your problems gets you nowhere, Kuriza. And this isn't one you can just shake off either, so you must learn to cope. After all, your precious Frieza isn't around to fix it for you anymore." He turned his head away from me, to hide a single tear that fell that I happened to catch a glimpse of. As much as he'll never admit it, deep down inside he misses my papa and regrets his actions towards him, I can tell. But I wasn't about to call him out on it. He played off his sorrow as if there was none and he was more than happy that his brother was murdered. But I knew he was lying, especially since he discarded the tear completely.
"I have him Father, come and take him! I have planets to run!" Cooler yelled to my grandpa who was further behind. Since he was still holding me by my tail, the blood was rushing to my head and my skull begun to pound.
"Cooler, you know better than to treat Kuriza with such disrespect." My grandpa said, snatching me up into his arms. I curled up into a small compact ball, as small as I was physically capable of being. I buried my face and cried harder, there was no point in holding back.
"But father, that's just one of the multiple pieces of evidence of Frieza's failure. Why should I treat it with respect?" Cooler questioned, sounding irritated. I honestly feared Cooler, he came off as very intimidating to me and didn't treat me too kindly.
"It has a gender and name, Cooler. Besides I don't care what Kuriza means to you. He is Frieza's son and we will treat him with respect and dignity. Now, I thought you had planets to run?" Grandpa was the only other one on my side of what ever matter was being discussed in my family besides papa. But then again, we only had very few in my family left, and it's been reduced again. The only Icejins left are Cooler, grandpa, and me. The only one I had left was grandpa. He promised me that he would look after me, but I didn't believe him. I didn't expect him to in any way, after all he is King Cold. He has many things to do as being king of our race. Also, I don't expect or want Cooler looking after me, he's always been a threat to me. So, I'll just be own, and I was.
Grandpa carried me back to my room and set me on my bed, the place I'd been for months.
"Kuriza, I have to go arrange plans for a ceremony and do paper work for the planets. Will you be okay alone?" He spoke to me in a soft voice, he apologized for leaving me all alone once again. He'd always left me while papa was away, always apologize. The tears were still flowing faster than any river I'd ever seen, I was incapable of speaking so a small head nod had to do.
"Okay, I'll leave you alone then.." He closed my door and left me to be with myself again. To cope all alone. I curled into a little ball on my bed, remembering the last words papa said to me.
~flashback~
Frieza was ready, his men Zarbon and Dodoria standing behind him. Frieza kneeled down on one knee in front of his son, he grabbed both of his shoulders and looked him in the eye sternly, "Kuriza, I'll be back. I'm going to Namek to find the dragon balls and make my wish of immortality. I'll be back someday, I promise. I don't know how long I'll be gone, but don't give up on me, I'll be back. I promise. Promise me you won't give up on my return." Kuriza looked a bit glum at the thought, but he nodded his head in agreement.
"I promise papa." Frieza hugged Kuriza tightly and then was off with his men behind him.
~End Of Flashback~
I somehow managed to cry more. The thought of today was not close to leaving my mind. After all, today was the day of the announcement.
