Me: I know I have stuff to be updating, but the idea for this story came to me in class one day in regards to the DragonBall Wiki, which tells us that Frieza actually has a wife and son. Well, here is just a random multi-chapter that's been bugging me for a while. A question I had was: was there ever a spin-off that tells us about them? I haven't seen one, so I wouldn't don't think so, but still, wouldn't it be interesting to know if they ever went out for revenge. This is my take of that question, but with a twist: What if Kurieza (I think you spell it that way) wasn't Frieza's only child with a vendetta against Goku? Here...is that take. BTW, let me know if you guys like this, and I'll keep posting the chapters for it.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot here, and Jackson, Ivory, and Arctica (because I am not sure if Cooler has a wife or not).

Pale eyes narrowed in anger. Today would mark another year. Another year had passed since the battle. That would make it eleven.

Eleven years.

Eleven years since a filthy Saiyan had killed her husband and both of her parents, and her son now that she thought about it. They ruined her life, and she was pissed.

She was no stranger to the story of the Sayians, filthy and barbaric creatures that knew nothing above fighting and killing. She found them a despicable race herself. She was glad, delighted in fact, when news was brought to her that her youngest son had gone and eliminated the entire race. However, when word got back to her that there was some that escaped, and she had half a mind to divorce Frieza because of it; if you eradicate a race, you're supposed to take them all out. But she couldn't do that. In her mind, Frieza was still a child in a lot of aspects, and though she refused to treat him like trash, there were still times where she felt she should have. However, there were appearances to keep up, so she refrained from it.

But still, those Sayians…those disgusting creatures responsible for taking everything from her: her family, her empire. It was all gone thanks to the Saiyans. From the start, she hadn't trusted them; a pit would settle in her stomach when the very name of the race came up, so bad it almost made her squirm. She knew Frieza was entertaining the idea of getting rid of them for some time, and though she tried to get him to just distinguish the race, but he didn't want to listen and paid for it with his life.

She growled, her pale delicate hand squeezing her glass of wine so hard it broke between her fingers, sending wine and glass all over her hand. She paid no mind to the glass cutting into her hand. She had much bigger things to worry about.

"Mother?" A quiet voice asked. "Is everything alright?"

Queen Aisuna felt a smile tug at her lips. At least she had someone who was still with her who hadn't failed. Turning, she let the smile stretch across her lips as her daughter worriedly looked at the glass on the floor and the spilled wine. "Ah, nothing Ivory. My dearest, dearest Ivory Snow."

"But the glass Mother," she said. "And the wine. It's everywhere."

Aisuna smiled. "No daughter. You need not worry about trivial matters such as this. Remember, you have bigger things to be concerned about."

"Mother?"

Aisuna tried to hide her smirk. "The Saiyans."

As expected, Ivory bristled and growled, as Aisuna knew she would. She had helped her husband Frieza to plant that seed of anger in Ivory when she was a young girl, barely able to walk but able to talk in short phrases, and now, now that seed had blossomed into a beautiful flower.

The most beautiful flower with a stem made of hatred and petals of the purest forms of revenge and utter detestation.

And Aisuna couldn't have been happier. She could just remember when the flower first began to grow…

~Flashback~

Aisuna was walking down the corridor, passing by some of the rooms: hers and Frieza's, Cooler's old room, Kurieza's room, and finally Ivory's room. However, when she saw Frieza enter Ivory's room, she quietly snuck up to the door and listened in.

Ivory smiled happily as her father walked into her room. "Father!" She squealed joyfully, ignoring the toys she was playing with in favor of running over to him. She hugged his knees, smiling up at him.

Frieza smiled slightly at his daughter, trying his hardest not to show too much affection at seeing her. He did love his daughter, but she needed to be a warrior, and seeking affection from someone wasn't the way to gain power. "Ah, Ivory. How's my darling?" He asked, patting her head.

Ivory smiled. "Brother took me to the Cercarsian planet today. It was pretty there."

"Did you enjoy it?"

"I would have," she grumbled, an angry look crossing her face. "But the people were complaining. They said there were Saiyans there recently. They said they were wrecking the pretty flowers." She looked up at her father. "Why did they ruin the flowers father?"

Frieza grimaced. "Ivory, remember what I told you. Saiyans only know how to wreck. It's hard to believe that the Universe is still intact after they've run rampant across it."

"But you hired them father," Ivory pointed out, crossing her arms.

Frieza was proud Ivory was such a smart girl at a young age. It made him so proud to know that even as young as she was, she had insight to the things it took him years to grasp the concept of. However, sometimes, it tried his patience greatly. "I know that Ivory. But I exterminated them, remember?"

She shook her head. "No. They were talking of Saiyans. I'm sure of it. The people said it. There were two of them. The big one was the one destroying the flowers, and the smaller one was letting him do it. They said they knew they couldn't stop the two, but it ruined the planet's crops."

She heard her father growl. "Vegeta," he hissed. Ivory stared at him with large eyes. "Who's Vegeta father?"

"The Prince," he replied through clenched teeth. "The only Saiyan left alive. Him and his partner Nappa."

"Why haven't you killed them yet?" Ivory questioned, idly playing with her dolls.

Frieza let a wicked smile cross his face. "I will Ivory. There is just one more prize I need. One I will soon have and use to destroy everyone and become the strongest in the universe. No one will be able to stand up to the wrath of Frieza!"

Ivory smiled. "Father?"

Frieza paused in his rant to look down at her. "Yes Ivory?"

"Tell me the story again. The one of how you killed the Saiyans. That's my favorite story." She smiled widely.

"Of course." Frieza sat on Ivory's bed and patted his lap, indicating Ivory should sit down.

Ivory abandoned her dolls and settled into her father's lap as Frieza began. "I had gotten word from some of my men that the planet Kanasha was…a hard piece of work. The race living there was too stubborn to give up easily. At first, I assumed that I myself, along with Zarbon and Dodoria, would have to go and handle it, but instead, we sent some of the Saiyans to handle it. I hadn't really sent many of them out recently, and I noticed a lag in the planets they were pulling in…I didn't expect them to win."

Ivory frowned. "What happened then?"

Frieza gave a small smile. "As many times as I've told this story Ivory…"

"Father," Ivory whined, pouting. "Finish it!"

"Okay Ivory. Anyways, it concerned me. The Saiyans, even the lower class, were able to take on a high level planet that even my elite squad couldn't handle. They were getting too strong, and I feared the legend would come to pass."

"The legend of the Super Saiyan," Ivory murmured.

Frieza nodded. "As a fail-safe, I realized the only way to keep my family alive was to get rid of all of them. And not just my family, but the whole universe from those pests. It was for the good of everyone that they were dead."

"And Vegeta?"

Frieza growled. "He was just a minor pest. I kept him around for laughs. I would have killed him eventually."

"But you didn't," Ivory pointed out, looking up at him with a bored expression. "He's alive. He's still out there, probably mocking you."

Frieza growled down at her, pushing her off his lap. Ivory laughed from her spot on the floor, rolling around in her obvious merriment. Frieza scowled at her. "Not for long Ivory. Once I receive my gift, I will get rid of him and his companion as well." He stood, giving Ivory a stern look. "Ivory, I am making off for Planet Namek soon. You will stay here with your mother. I want you to train."

Ivory huffed. "I'm strong enough father. I don't need to train."

"Ivory," Frieza sighed. "You still need to train your power."

"But I'm stronger than you in your final form," Ivory whined. "And I can sense power levels. I don't rely on scouters like you and your men do."

Frieza whipped around and smacked her across the face. Ivory didn't flinch from the blow, only blinked at him, but Frieza hadn't really expected her to flinch. It was also true that she was stronger than him in his final form, a fact he was ashamed to admit. He'd broken so many scouters trying to estimate her power, even newer models. At her last reading, Frieza remembered that before it broke, he had an advanced scouter prototype that was hooked up to a computer with a higher intake capacitor, Ivory was at 190,000,000, while he himself was only at a measly 120,000,000 at his absolute, 100% best. Frieza had lost his best computer, the newest model scouter with a higher intake value (the plans of which were drawn up by an older scientist that had passed the day before Frieza had come; the scientist had died only days before and took his research with him), and some of his pride. How she could be stronger than he, Frieza didn't understand, but he knew punishing her only served to make her laugh. She had once told him that his hits felt like light taps from a sickly old elder. That had hurt his pride more than anything.

"Ivory, I want you to remember something. I got rid of the Saiyans because they were too strong. Don't make me do the same to you."

To his surprise, Ivory's eyes widened in fear before she laughed again, collapsing into giggles. "Father," she giggled innocently. "You can't touch me. You can't do a thing to me." Her giggles stopped and her smile turned into an evil smirk. "Besides father, what if I was to kill you simply because you bore me? Because you were weaker than me? Maybe I should get rid of you. It would be quiet entertaining for the galaxy to know that Lord Frieza was taken down by his young daughter, who took over the PTO as his heir, now wouldn't it?"

While Frieza did love the sadistic side he implanted into Ivory, he slightly feared it. As strong as she was and with the way she was raised, if she was bored of him, she could (and probably would) easily get rid of him without a second thought.

And for some reason, it scared him more than the legend of the Super Saiyan.

~Flashback End~

Aisuna was standing outside the door that day, listening in. Ivory was a cunning, ruthless child, who conquered planets in far less time than King Cold even could. As she grew, that drive and her personality had only increased. Her power now was frightening, reading at 36,000,000,000, but that was at her last read a year ago. Whether she was that strong now, Aisuna wasn't sure. Ivory was a warrior, following in the footsteps of her father, brother, uncle, and grandfather. She was undoubtedly the one who would take out the remaining Saiyans; Aisuna knew that if as a child Ivory was stronger than Frieza, as an adult she was a force to be reckoned with.

Ivory's hatred stemmed from simple facts, like how little she knew about her family. She was still a child when Frieza died, and couldn't understand it, though she understood other concepts. Losing family wasn't one of them. When Cooler died, she still didn't understand much yet. And when she heard her father had been brought back, only to be chopped down by a Saiyan, and her grandfather as well, that was when understanding finally came and she pushed herself to her very limits, to points where she was nearly comatose to get stronger, and her power was easily shown. All of it stemming from what she lost to a Sayian. That hatred spurned her on to be the great warrior she is now, a very frightening fact.

Still, Aisuna was shocked at how Ivory turned out. As a baby, she was slightly (ahem, very) more pampered than Aisuna expected, having all the men wrapped around her tiny finger; Cooler and Frieza weren't nearly like that at all. In fact, she remembered King Cold tell her that when the two were babies, they were checked to see if they were healthy and then had begun training to have become the tyrants they were before. But Ivory…Ivory was different. As an infant, she received so many gifts, toys, and games from her male family members and their race that she was still discovering new ones she hadn't played with as a child, and she was almost 18. And even so, Frieza and Cooler spoiled her rotten when she was younger, and were actually civil with each other whenever it concerned Ivory; even King Cold showed a bit more compassion than usual; the fearsome façade all his servants knew of was nonexistent when it came to Ivory. He once conquered a very nice planet for her simply because she pointed at it when she was a child and said "Mine!"

She was special to all of them; not even the coldest of hearts couldn't help but melt and obey her at the very mentioning of Ivory. And it wasn't just her power that people respected or loved, though it was something that many people feared more than they feared hearing Frieza's very name. Her power wasn't the only thing in her arsenal that made her dangerous.

Aisuna honestly couldn't decide what it was about Ivory, her power or her looks. She wouldn't admit that Ivory was prettier than she was; she was the most beautiful of the Ice-jinn women out there. But Ivory was a beautiful girl-almost a woman-with ivory skin and snow white hair (where she got her name from). Her body shape was far different from Aisuna herself. While Aisuna was a thin, tiny, delicate woman, considered fragile, but Ivory was far from so. Ivory's body made her seem like a woman. She was an average height and couldn't be considered tiny in any aspect. There were…certain parts of her body that filled Aisuna's old dresses far better than Aisuna herself could fit; while some looked like they could slip off at any moment, Ivory had filled the curves perfectly, a little too perfectly. Aisuna was ashamed to say that the dresses did Ivory far more than justice in areas where Aisuna had lacked. Ivory's eyes were also what Aisuna thought were her greatest aspect: they were the iciest, coldest, prettiest shade of pale blue, almost white, that Aisuna had seen in all the galaxies.

While Aisuna had some ill-feelings to the girl for being (almost) prettier than her, she didn't speak against it. Ivory's power was what stopped her from acting out on anything. As a child, she was far stronger than all of her family members. While she could have conquered whole quadrants of planets, Aisuna refused to let her only daughter become a brute. However, after the death of her mother-in-law (Frieza's mother, who remained unheard of shortly after she learned of Frieza's death) and her sister-in-law was proven to be of no strength against the Saiyans (even though she tried, after Cooler's death, she just wasn't strong enough), she knew it could only be Ivory, and therefore spent the last eleven years prepping Ivory to fulfill their vendetta. Ivory hadn't stopped her training from when she was younger, and because of where Ivory's power lay…

"Mother! Are we almost at the planet those disgusting Saiyans now inhabit?!" Ivory was just bristling with so many emotions. Anger, hate, disgust; and those were only to name a few. There was a myriad of others that Aisuna was proud to see fly across Ivory's frame. It was refreshing to know they both were so wound up in wanting their revenge.

"Not yet," another voice replied. "But we'll arrive soon."

"But Aunt Arctica!" Ivory protested, turning around. "We should have been there days ago!"

Arctica was just as small as Aisuna, was light blue skin and silver hair. She was Cooler's widow, being the one who had originally designed the clever plan for revenge.

Arctica smiled gently at Ivory, ignoring the girl's protests. "We've almost arrived at the planet, but you must control yourself Ivory." She soothed. "They'll be warned early of our arrival, and if that were to happen, everything we trained you for would be for nothing. Remember the plan."

"I know," Ivory sighed, calming down and pouting her perfectly full lips. "But that doesn't mean I have to like it."

"Recite it," Aisuna commanded. "Recite the plan."

"I have to get the Earthlings and Saiyans to trust me. Once I have total trust, I discreetly go in and steal the Dragonballs, to which I use to make our wish." She grinned evilly. "And then, once it's made, I destroy the rest of the Saiyans and conquer the Earth in the name of my father!" It was a simple plan really; the more complex details weren't to be worried about right now. However, as long as Ivory had the gist of the plan, whatever she did to help spur it along was her decision.

Aisuna and Arctica threw back their heads and cackled. The young one wasn't in over her head over anything: she knew she had the power and knew there was no one in the universe able to stop her.

Ivory chuckled as well, touching the snowflake pendant around her neck. She gazed at the blue dot that was steadily growing larger. "I will avenge you father," she whispered. "I will destroy the Saiyans, starting with the dear Prince. Once I kill Vegeta, I will take my time and give Goku, the Saiyan that humiliated you, a cold, long, slow and panful death." She licked her lips. "Just wait father."

~Capsule Corps.~

Vegeta snapped awake, bolting up. He wasn't sure why, but he had a weird feeling in his gut. It confused him. What reason could he have possibly had to wake up in the middle of the night? There was, for once, peace on Earth, so he had no reason to be so particularly wound up. He also felt…slightly chilly. But that didn't make sense. It was nearing the beginning of March, pretty warm this time of year, and though he felt slightly over-heated due to the thick covers wrapped around his body, he had an odd cold feeling settling over him. It was the same chill he felt days ago, but he brushed it off as paranoia at having Kakarot around again. Still, it had steadily grown into this weird chill that had begun to concern him. The only time he remembered feeling like this serving under Frieza, but the Ice-jinn was long dead, never to be seen again. Though Frieza had a son, mother, and sister-in-law, none of them could have possibly been strong enough to be a threat (Vegeta and Kakarot were more than strong enough to deal with Frieza's mother, who would have been the real threat. Had it been any earlier, he would have thought differently. Now though, he laughed at even being concerned.) but there was something there he was missing. Did Cooler have a child? No, the older man didn't have a big penchant for family, forgoing it for power. Vegeta knew that Cooler only married for appearance and to appease his parents; he doubted Cooler showed his wife any kind of love.

But still, it couldn't be his nerves. He knew chills like these, and it was unsettling to him. Frieza wasn't returning, but his son Kurieza was probably still out there, and whoever this chill really radiated from, they were coming to Earth, but who could it be?

'There must be something I'm missing,' Vegeta thought as he lay back down and closed his eyes. 'But there aren't any more of Frieza's race that could pose a threat.' Still, the strange chill bothered him for the rest of the night, even after sleep claimed him.

~The Cold Family~

Ivory grinned as the ship touched down, the early rays of dawn highlighting her profile. "Finally," she murmured. "We finally made it." She waited impatiently as the door to the spaceship slowly opened, revealing more and more of the planet to her. She smiled slightly. She could feel the many power levels of the people in the city near her. Many were weak, only one or two standing out the most, but she knew none of them could be either of the Saiyans. Hopping off the ship, she looked around her surroundings. They were on a small island not too far away from a big city, one she knew from her studies of the planet's customs and cities that it was West City. Taking to the air, she watched the sun slowly move over the horizon. "Mother," she called. "Can we go into the city now?"

Aisuna floated up beside her. "Very well, but we must be sure to go quietly. We need to find suitable living arrangements before anything."

"Fine," Ivory pouted.

"Then, we shall enroll you in school."

"Wait, what?!" Ivory hissed. "I don't want to go to school! I studied enough my whole life!"

Aisuna glared at her. "You must blend in like a normal Earth woman, and therefore will enroll in a school to learn more on Earth customs."

"I know enough-"

"Ivory," Aisuna said gently. "It will further help you in your vendetta."

"But-" Ivory began to protest.

"Do it for your father," Aisuna pleaded.

Ivory glared at the ground. "Fine," she conceded finally. "We'll find a home and I'll enroll in school."

Aisuna smiled. "Perfect. Now let us go."

"But, Aunt Arctica-"

"Will be fine here guarding the ship for now," Aisuna soothed. "Let us go."

"Yes Mother," Ivory murmured.

~West City Gated Community~

A wealthy man stepped out of his home to collect the morning paper. He breathed in the fresh morning air, sighing deeply. The sun was shining, birds were chirping, his dog rested peacefully in his doghouse, and a gentle breeze blew through the area. The man smiled, taking another deep breath. "What a wonderful morning," he said to himself.

"Yes, isn't it?"

The man looked up to see a beautiful woman staring at him, smiling softly. He felt his jaw drop. The woman was absolutely gorgeous, even more so than his own trophy wife! The sensible part of his mind reminded him that he had a wife waiting in bed, but the part of his mind captivated by the woman's beauty was asking him if he even remembered his wife's name.

"I do enjoy the morning," she continued. "It's very quiet, and very peaceful." Her smile widened. "My husband, before he died, used to take me and our daughter our for morning strolls to just enjoy the morning. We loved it so."

"I'm sorry about your husband," the man said softly. He didn't know the pretty woman, but still, losing a loved one was still pretty harsh on anyone.

She just shook her head. "Don't be. I still love him, but he would have wanted me to be happy and to keep our daughter safe." Her eyes looked past him to his house. "Your home is very beautiful," she said.

"Thank you," he replied. "It's the best one on the block. I spared no expense for it. I have all of the finest in entertainment, furniture, and technology."

"Is that so?" Her smile turned evil. "Then it will do just nicely."

The man wanted to ask what she meant, but a young girl appeared beside her. Before he could blink, the girl blew a kiss at him. He watched, captivated, as the kiss mark grew in size and touched his chest. He was immediately swamped by cold, his whole body burning with a frightening chill. He couldn't comprehend what happened, but had no time to act as the girl pushed him over. He felt himself fall, but felt no impact upon the ground.

And he wouldn't feel anything else ever again.

Aisuna smirked down at the shattered ice block that was the man who previously lived in their new home. No one would be around to notice the sudden move. There weren't any neighbors for a few blocks away; the yards were spacious and there were tall trees that hid some of the house form few. And even then, the houses were so far apart, it would still take some time before anyone could make it over to the house anyways, more than enough time for Ivory to clean up the mess and for her to clear out their new house and move their belongings in. No one would be the wiser to a family's unfortunate location change. A small shift in residency wouldn't stir up too much suspicion, would it?

Ivory smiled up at the house. "I like it, but there are some vermin inside. I'll have to do some cleaning. Do you mind waiting a bit Mother?"

Aisuna smiled back. "Not at all Ivory."

Ivory smirked and walked into the house, and after a few minutes, she heard screams of terror coming from inside the house. A cool breeze blew through the area, making Aisuna shiver in delight. "Yes," she murmured. "This house will do just nicely." She murmured to herself.

~Capsule Corp.~

Vegeta froze, fork halfway to his mouth. There it was again. That odd chill, only this time it was worse. And it hit him with more force this time. While the first one was gentle, this one was stronger, bordering on a winter chill, and they had already entered spring. So, how could there be a winter breeze now? "What in the-"

"Dad?" Trunks asked, putting his plate in the sink. "What's wrong?"

Vegeta shook his head. "N-Nothing Trunks. Don't worry about me."

"But-"

"Drop it," Vegeta commanded. He did not feel like explaining his worry/paranoia to his son.

Trunks nodded and sat down, biting into his apple. "Did Mom tell you?"

"Tell me what?" Vegeta asked.

"About the new family in the Gated Community."

Vegeta rolled his eyes, going back to his breakfast. "Why should I care?"

Trunks shrugged. "Just letting you know."

"And how would she know?" Vegeta asked, sipping his orange juice.

"Earlier this morning when she went out, she saw these ladies and another young girl moving some boxes and clothes in."

Vegeta grunted.

Trunks shivered. "I wonder if she turned the air on. It's freezing in here!"

Vegeta shrugged this time. "How would I know?"

Trunks rolled his eyes, though Vegeta didn't see it. "I guess I should go get ready for school." He hopped out of his chair and threw his apple core away. He was heading upstairs when the doorbell rang. Trunks turned towards the sound. "I'll get it!" He shouted, running out the room. Vegeta grunted again and went back to breakfast, still shivering a bit. If Trunks felt the chill, it couldn't be his imagination, now could it?

Trunks flung open the door and smiled. "Gohan! Goten!"

The two boys smiled. "Bulma said Goten was spending the day with you guys, so my Mom asked me to drop him off on my way to school," Gohan explained.

Trunks stepped aside and let the two in. "Mom is in the lab right now. She's working on an important science thing upstairs, but she might come down if she heard the bell."

"Aw man," Gohan said. "Wish I could stay and say hi, but I gotta get to school a little earlier to retake a test I missed with Jackson."

"I'll tell Mom you stopped by," Trunks said. "Is Goten staying the night?"

"Yeah," Gohan answered, handing Goten a bag. "I'll come by after school, and then again tomorrow morning to come and pick him up."

"Or I could stay forever!" Goten chirped. "I could be with Trunks forever and forever!"

Gohan laughed. "We'll see about that. But later. I gotta go. Bye you two!"

"Bye Big Brother!"

"Bye Gohan!"

Gohan waved and walked away, quickly heading over to the Gated Community. When he got to the gate, he paused, seeing his friend Jackson chatting with a girl he didn't know.

Jackson was Gohan's best friend. They met when Gohan first enrolled. Jackson, like Gohan, had been homeschooled all his life, so he was as new to everything as Gohan was. Though he had a wild streak, he was still a good student and stayed out of trouble most of the time. Jackson was a couple inches shorter than Gohan with slim muscles, pale skin, and silver hair. He also had emerald green eyes.

"Hey Jackson," Gohan greeted when he got over to the two. Jackson halted the conversation with the girl and smiled at him. "Hey Gohan. How's it been?"

"The same," Gohan replied. "Who's your friend?"

Jackson grinned. "This is my new neighbor, Ivory Snow. She moved in this morning in that snobby guy's old house."

"Kina's house?" That was the only snob Gohan could think of that lived there.

Jackson nodded. "That's the one." He turned to Ivory. "Ivory, this is my best friend Gohan."

Ivory smiled at him, and Gohan froze for a moment. He felt a slight blush heat his cheeks. "Hello. I'm Ivory."

"H-Hi," Gohan stuttered, suddenly feeling nervous. He couldn't help it. All she did was smile and he suddenly felt awkward. But it was a natural reaction to pretty girls, and Ivory was beautiful! The black lace Victorian style high-low dress did her justice in all the right places, she had a beautiful smile, cute dimples, and pretty blue eyes. Her hair was in a braid hanging down her shoulder and a few strands of her hair framed her face.

"So, do you attend Orange Star High School as Jackson does?" She asked.

Gohan nodded dumbly. "Uh, yeah," he murmured, feeling his blush spread. "Do you?"

Jackson gave him a look that said 'duh', but Ivory just smiled again. "Yes. I'm actually starting my first day there today." She smiled at Jackson. "Jackson here was just telling me all about it. He said that I'll really like it there but," she blushed nervously, playing with the edge of her dress. Gohan tried not to stare at the skin of her legs that was showing. "I haven't been to a formal public school until now. I'm quite nervous."

"You shouldn't be," Jackson said. "Gohan and I will show you around. We'll be happy to."

Gohan nodded. "Yeah. Um, we should be getting there. Now actually." In truth, he really didn't want to stand around and risk saying something ridiculous in front of Ivory.

"Yeah," Jackson agreed. "And you're just in time. Ivory was telling me some stuff about her."

"Oh?" Gohan asked. "Like what?"

Ivory smiled. "Well, I am from out of the country. Far away. I have a brother, but he is sadly away from home right now."

"He travels?" Gohan asked.

She nodded. "I haven't seen him for a year now. I do live with my mother and my aunt in the Gated Community. Father brought the house for us a little while ago."

Jackson whistled. "He must have paid a fortune."

"Well, Daddy always wanted the best for me and mother." She smiled. "It's what he always said."

"Oh? Does he work around here?" Jackson asked, stopping at a red light.

Ivory's smile faded. "Oh, no. Father…he was…taken out by a vicious mercenary a couple weeks ago. It was one of the last things he did for us."

"Oh," Gohan murmured.

"Sorry I asked," Jackson said softly. "I didn't know-"

"It's alright." Ivory smiled a bit. "It's a common reaction for people. I do miss him though."

"Does anyone know who killed him?" Jackson asked.

Ivory shook her head. "Sadly, we never knew." She looked up at the sky. "I don't know what happened to my grandmother either now that I think about it. Or my grandfather or Uncle."

Gohan looked up at the sky as well. "Do you think about them?" He questioned as the light turned green and they crossed the street.

Ivory just smiled sadly. "Always." She paused at the entrance to the school and pouted; the two boys knew that the conversation was done for now. "Oh, wait. I have no idea where anything is. How will I get my schedule?"

Jackson grinned widely. "We'll show you! We've got time to spare, right buddy?" He nudged Gohan with his elbow. Gohan nodded. "Yeah. We can do that."

"I do hope we'll be seeing more of each other," Ivory murmured softly. "I don't know anyone else."

Gohan smiled. "Well, if anything, we'll be your first friends."

"Yeah," Jackson agreed. "And if you need anything, don't hesitate to ask us."

"Okay," Ivory smiled. "I do need my schedule to get through the day. Can one of you-"

"I will!" Jackson nearly shouted. Gohan gave him a weird look. Jackson shrugged. "If Mrs. K asks me why I didn't come in earlier to retake my test, I can honestly say I have a legitimate reason for why I am not there staring at her chicken face."

Ivory began laughing. "Chicken face? Jackson, that is not nice."

"It's true!" Jackson protested. "Right Gohan?"

Gohan had to laugh. "He isn't lying," he admitted. "She really does have a chicken face."

Ivory giggled. "Let me go get my schedule and look for my classes with Jackson so he does not have to suffer through a woman with a 'chicken face'." She smiled. "I'll see you around."

Jackson grinned and walked away with Ivory, who waved at him. Gohan waved back and turned, only to pause. "Oh, Videl. I didn't see you there." Videl was standing behind him with an unreadable expression on her face. They stared at each other for a few seconds before Gohan decided to speak. "So-"

Videl crossed her arms. "Who was that?"

Gohan blinked. "Who was who?"

"That girl."

"Oh. That was Ivory," Gohan answered.

Videl sighed irritably. "I mean, who is she?"

Gohan shrugged. "I don't know her that well. We just met this morning."

"You seemed friendly enough," she muttered.

Gohan blinked again. What was Videl's deal? "She's new here and doesn't know her way around. Jackson and I walked her to school this morning. She's really sweet."

"Is she pretty?"

"Uh…"

Videl just smiled sweetly. "I just asked a question. Do you think she's pretty?"

Gohan nodded slowly. "Yes," he said equally slow. "I do think she's pretty, but why-"

"No reason," Videl assured quickly. "I have somewhere to be. See ya later!"

Gohan stared after her as she disappeared. "What was that about?"

~Front Office~

"Thank you," Ivory said to the lady at the desk, grabbing her schedule from the woman. "And I have five minutes to get to class after the bell rings?" She was in the office by herself, Jackson being chased out for stealing some of the cookies the secretary made to celebrate the principal's birthday.

"Yes," the lady replied, handing her another list. "Here's the bell schedule. That'll tell you when class begins and ends in case you lose track of time. It also gives you your lunch schedule. Just for reference in case you lose track of time."

"I see." Ivory smiled and waved. "Thanks again!"

The lady waved back. Ivory pasted the smiled on her face until she stepped back into the hall, her smiled dropping off into a scowl. "Miserable wench," she hissed. "I don't know why exactly Mother thought this would be good for me, especially since I won't be here very long." She looked at the papers in her hands with disgust. "Stupid plan. Why couldn't I have just killed everyone with the strongest power levels first and then conquered the earth? That would have been much faster." She clenched her teeth. "Father better be glad for all I'm doing for him." She suddenly sensed someone coming towards her and calmed herself down, putting up a calm mask. "What now?" she hissed under her breath.

"Hey!" a girl said, coming towards her. Ivory put on a fake smile. "Yes? Can I help you?"

"You Ivory?"

Ivory nodded, inwardly plotting ways to kill this insolent girl. How dare she speak so rudely?! "I am Ivory," she responded, saying that instead of what she wanted to say. "Who are you?"

"The name's Videl." The girl stopped in front of her and looked her up and down.

"Oh. Videl. Then nice to meet you," Ivory replied, feeling her smiled falter a bit at the other girl's frown.

"Yeah. I'm Gohan's girlfriend."

Ivory blinked. "His girlfriend?"

The girl, Videl, smirked. "Yeah. His girlfriend."

"He didn't tell me he had a girlfriend," Ivory said honestly. "But then again, he was asking me about myself, I didn't have time to properly get to know him."

Videl sighed. "Look, I'll cut right to the chase. I saw the way you were looking at him."

"Excuse me?" Ivory was aware she found Gohan attractive, and yes, she was staring (almost drooling) but she was sure no one had saw her. She'd have to be more careful next time.

Videl took a step closer. "To save you some embarrassment, I'll tell you this now: Gohan. Is. Mine. So, you keep your hands to yourself, and we won't have problems, got it?"

Ivory smirked. This girl was asking for it. She was far weaker than Ivory by so much, it was laughable. She really though she was intimidating? How cute.

Videl suddenly lost some of the courage she had when she first approached Ivory. The smirk she was sporting was unnerving. Ivory was so sweet a minute ago, but this smirk…it was discomforting and downright evil. And she was getting some weird vibes from the other girl…

"Stay away?" Ivory parroted. "Why ever should I do that?" She took a step towards Videl. "Is it because you're insecure?"

"Insecure? What-"

"You heard me," Ivory circled her like a snake, making Videl turn her head as much as she could to see what the other girl was doing. The way she changed faces like that was scary, and she looked like she would snap at any moment. "You're insecure, aren't you? You're upset because someone else," she paused in front of Videl, looking her up and down. "Someone far more beautiful than you are, has caught your man's attention. And you don't like it. You fear his attention will be more on me, instead of you." She stepped back and smirked. "And why would he keep his attention on you? Compared to me, on a scale of 1 to 10, you are a -3 and I am a 15." Videl gasped. Ivory's smirk became even more sinister. "So, do you really think he will stay your 'boyfriend' for very long now that I'm here?" She winked. "You'd better think twice before you step to me again. Who knows what will happen next time?"

Videl growled. "You little-"

"There you are Ivory!" Jackson yelled, running up to the two. He panted as he stopped in front of them, holding up a finger while he tried to catch his breath. Once he could breathe properly, he turned. "Gohan! I found her!" he yelled over his shoulder. A few seconds later, Gohan ran up as well. "We were looking for you. Were you here the whole time?"

Ivory smiled and nodded. "Yes. I was in the office, and then I had a little chat with Videl here." She smiled sweetly. "She is so nice." She turned back to Videl and flashed her a smile. "I am quite jealous though. She is very pretty." She nudged Gohan gently. "You have a very beautiful girlfriend."

"Don't be jealous," Gohan assured quickly. "You're pretty too Ivory."

"Yeah," Jackson agreed. "You're really pretty."

Ivory shot a smug look to Videl, who was boiling in rage. Jackson and Gohan were completely ignoring her! And Ivory was a complete faker! She may have looked sweet and innocent, but she was a total evil snob! "You guys-" she began.

"Come on Ivory," Gohan said, tugging her arm. "We've got to show you to class."

"Yeah, before Mrs. Chicken thinks we're lying," Jackson muttered.

Ivory laughed. "You two are so sweet," she told them as she walked down the hall. She turned and shot a look to Videl, who growled at her. Ivory winked again and turned back around. And just to be extra spiteful, she none too discreetly placed a hand on Gohan's arm, smiling kindly up at him again. "Thank you for doing this," she said softly. "I would have been completely lost without you."

Gohan smiled back. "No problem. I'm happy to help."

"And I guess I'm chopped liver," Jackson muttered.

Ivory laughed and hooked arms with him. "Oh Jackson! I'm grateful to you too."

Jackson grinned. "I know. Just needed you two to stop flirting over there."

Ivory and Gohan looked away from each other, blushing, making Jackson throw back his head and laugh.

Videl watched angrily as the two boys walked away, completely ignoring her. "What the heck just happened?" She growled. "They were completely blind to what she was doing!" She ran a hand through her hair. "And Gohan! Was he…flirting with her?! I'm his girlfriend, not her!" Videl growled again and stared after them. Ivory wasn't as she seemed, and Videl would find out the truth one way or another.

Later in class, Ivory, Jackson, and Gohan were sitting in first period. After they checked her schedule, they found that the only class they weren't together in was Art, which Ivory had taken, while Gohan and Jackson had Gym. All their other classes were the same though, much to Ivory's pleasure. "That's a relief," Ivory had said. "At least I'll have someone with me."

And so, in first period, they were luckily having a seat change for the semester, so the trio were still together. They had been taken notes in class when the P.A. buzzed.

'Mrs. Karanaka, can you please send Ms. Ivory Snow to the attendance office?'

Ivory closed her notebook and stood, walking down to the door. A guy sitting behind Gohan whistled. "What a hottie," he murmured. Gohan felt something tap him on the back, so he turned to the guy behind him. "What?"

"You're friends with…" he gestured at Ivory's seat.

"Ivory."

"Ivory. Yeah," the guy said. "So, think you can hook me up?"

"Why?" Gohan muttered, turning his head a little. "Don't you have a girlfriend?"

"Yeah, but Ivory doesn't need to know that."

Jackson growled. "Look you baka: Ivory is too sweet for a creep like you, so why don't you back off?"

The guy sneered at him. "Or what?"

"Or, I'll hurt you!" Jackson spat back.

"Ooh. I'm so scared!"

Jackson made a move to stand, but Gohan grabbed his shoulder. "Don't let him goad you," he whispered. "He isn't worth it."

Jackson sighed. "I know. Sorry man."

~Later~

Gohan and Jackson were at their lockers, getting their books for fifth period. "Can you believe the sub gave me a zero for the day just because I hit him with one paper airplane?"

"True, but you did get him in his nose," Gohan pointed out.

Jackson rolled his eyes. "It isn't my fault he had such a big nose. It made a good target. So sue me." He suddenly scowled. "That jerk from class is with Ivory again."

Gohan turned and frowned. "I hope he's not messing with her."

~With Ivory~

"So you're Ivory? I'm Darui." Darui smirked as he leaned against the lockers.

Ivory blinked, inwardly rolling her eyes. "Hello. Nice to meet you."

"So," Dauri started. "You have a boyfriend?"

"Uh, no. I just got here. I haven't got the time for that," Ivory replied, going back to her locker.

Darui leaned closer to her. "Well, now you do."

"Huh?" Ivory closed her locker and blinked. "Who?"

"Me."

Ivory smiled hesitantly. "Oh. Well, sorry Darui, but you aren't my type, and I don't know you that well, so I'll have to decline." She turned and walked away, ignoring Darui's shocked look. Jackson laughed loudly, leaning against the lockers for balance. Ivory came over and stopped in front of him, confused. "Jackson? What is so amusing?"

"The way you handled Darui," he chuckled. "No girl has ever brushed him off like that."

Ivory gave a small laugh. "Ah. That. Well, where I am from, you must court a woman, not simply claim her as yours."

"Really?" Jackson asked, now calmed down.

Ivory nodded. "Yes. We were courted really. It's like…dating I guess, but a woman gives permission for when her courter may kiss her or touch her."

"Sounds sophisticated," Gohan murmured.

"It was," she replied. "We grew up almost like royalty. We lived in a big house, almost a castle. There were lands surrounding us that had other homes too, where some of the people who worked for us lived. I personally loved the ballroom we had. Sometimes, Father would take me into the ballroom and teach me to dance," she spun in a little circle. "We even had a fairytale ball when I was younger. Father and Uncle dressed me in a really pretty gown and everyone came and danced and we had so much fun!"

Jackson smiled. "So you were like a princess?"

"Father told me I was his princess," she sighed happily. "I still have a whole wardrobe he bought for me. Many of the clothes I used to wear still fit," she gestured to her dress. "Like this one."

Gohan smiled. "It's beautiful on you."

Ivory blushed, Jackson chuckled and gave him a nudge, and Gohan realized what he said, and began blushing as well. "Aww, how cute," Jackson cooed. "Gohan has a crush!"

"I do not!" Gohan protested, crossing his arms. "I-I was just telling her the dress was nice."

"On her," Jackson pointed out. "Or, is the dress pretty, but she isn't?"

"No, I mean, she's pretty and so is the dress," Gohan defended.

Jackson gave him an innocent smile. "Really? How nice of you to say."

Gohan glared at him. "Jackson," he growled.

Ivory and Jackson just laughed at him.

~7th Period~

"How was Art?" Gohan asked Ivory. There were only 10 minutes left in class, so the teacher let them have the rest of the class to do whatever they wanted since they finished their lesson for the day.

Ivory held up a sketchpad. "The assignment was simple. We just had to draw and paint something that was hidden in plain sight." Gohan and Jackson peered at the intricate designs of leaves, vines, flowers, and trees, accompanied by waves of water, but he didn't find anything out of the ordinary. "I don't see it," Jackson murmured. Gohan shook his head. "I can't find anything either."

Ivory smiled. "There's a woman in here. See?" She pointed to the waves. "The bottom is the way her dress drags along the ground." She traced up some vines. "Her dress is three toned. The bottom was water, the bodice is green," she then pointed to a patch of white that separated the vines from the trees. "Here is her neck, and up here is her face." A small rose made up her lips, a lavender flower made up a necklace, and small black leaves (which weren't really leaves) made her eyes and nose. "And here is her hair." The top few vines were darker than the rest, but made up hair that flowed down the woman's shoulders until it reached her forearm. "Do you like it?"

"Yeah," Jackson murmured. "I wouldn't have even noticed it was there."

"Wow. Ivory, this is great." Gohan said just as soft.

Ivory smiled. "Thank you."

The school bell rang making the three look up. "I guess school is over," Ivory commented. "I'd better get home. Mother wants me to come straight home so I can tell her about my day."

Jackson stood as well. "Want us to walk you?"

"That would be nice," Ivory smiled, picking up her book bag. "Thank you."

"No problem," Gohan said, picking up his bag as well.

The three of them gathered the rest of their stuff and walked out the building, laughing and joking as they left. Only Ivory saw Videl, fuming, as the three left. She smirked at the other girl, hooking arms with Gohan and Jackson again. She heard Videl growl, but paid it no mind. The girl deserved it.

~Later~

"Ah, Ivory. You're back my dear," Queen Aisuna greeted as Ivory set her bag down. "How did your first day of school go?"

Ivory smiled evilly. "It was marvelous Mother! I met someone!"

Aisuna narrowed her eyes. "Ivory, you weren't sent to school to find a mate. You were sent to find-"

"I know Mother, but listen! He wasn't an ordinary man! He was a Saiyan!"

Aisuna looked up, nearly falling out her chair. "What?! So soon?!"

Ivory nodded. "Yes Mother. I know he's a Saiyan. I can tell," she grinned. "He seems…interested in me. Very interested."

"So, there are more in this area?"

Ivory grinned, flipping her braid. "I assume so Mother. Where there is one, there are more close by."

Aisuna nodded slowly. "Ivory," she began. "There has been a slight change in our plans." She stood quickly, the book in her hands falling from her grasp.

"Mother?"

Aisuna shook her head. "Wait here."

Ivory patiently waited for her mother to return, thinking over her day. Jackson felt familiar to her somehow, but she couldn't place where from. And Gohan had paid so much attention to her today, which had surprised her. And, he was a Saiyan. Although the idea of a Saiyan being someone of interest, she couldn't deny she was attracted to him. Maybe her father would let her keep him around when they conquered earth. She would keep him under lock and key, just like the women they were reading about in her English class today, the Amazons. Father would probably let her if she asked; he never denied her anything before.

Aisuna returned, holding a dress in her hands. It was a mini black lace cocktail feathered dress with caped short sleeves. Ivory remembered the dress well. Her Mother always told her she looked like a beautiful young woman in it, and would always have all eyes on her. "Mother?" Ivory asked. "Why did you bring me that dress?"

"Because dear," Aisuna smiled. "We're changing our plans a bit. What better way to lure a Saiyan into your clutches and get information out of him?"

Ivory frowned. "But Mother, he has a girlfriend. And I do not want a Saiyan touching me, or kissing me, or getting close to me."

"Ivory," Aisuna said gently. "You are one of the most beautiful creatures in all the galaxies. This 'girlfriend' of his shouldn't hold a candle to you." She sat beside Ivory and began brushing back the white strands. "Ivory, do this for your father. For me." She wrapped Ivory in a hug. "Please. Seduce this Saiyan. Charm him. Do whatever it takes to make him yours. And, when you have him, crush him. And the rest of them."

Ivory looked at the dress, contemplating. The new plan would help them get the information that was needed quicker and she could find more Saiyans faster if she did seduce Gohan...

"Yes…Mother."

For the dress Ivory was wearing at first, here is the link: /1/black-gothic-victorian-dress/

It's gonna be the eight image on the sight. It's called a Designer black lace high low. The link for the other one that Aisuna brought her is here: .

I just changed the color to black.

Anyways, there you have it. Ivory is here and causing trouble! Will Videl figure out what's wrong with Ivory before it's too late? Or, will she be helpless to stop Ivory's plan of seduction on poor Gohan. Ivory will stop at nothing to make sure she fulfills her vendetta. What does this mean for Gohan and the rest of the Earth warriors? And speaking of Gohan, will he find out the truth about Ivory before it's too late? Or will his heart get in the way of what's right? R&R to find out!