"Tanela's Wish"
BY: NikkiD
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Ever wonder how Piccolo got married? Or better yet, why? The following story concerns how my fan fic character, the Alien Amazon Tanela made herself poor Piccolo-San's ole-ball-and chain! Read on and you will learn all the juicy tidbits of the wedding of the century! This story takes happens one year before King Garlic Jr. makes his first appearance. Just so you know, this story takes place when Tanela was much younger and more innocent. So you will probably notice a slight difference from this Tanela and the one we all know and love. LOL. Hope you like the story.
DISCLAIMOR:
Tanela is MY character. You many NOT use her without my permission. So there. If you want to use her then email me and we'll talk. All the other characters belong to Akira Toriyama. I didn't make money so you can't sue me. I'm a poor college student, so why bother?
Out in the forbidden wilderness there lay a lonely cave. Surrounded by tall, looming mountains and overlooking a lush river valley, the cave was a point of darkness surrounded by life. Inside the cave sat a figure of exotic beauty, her flashing, laser skyblue eyes glaring at the outdoor wildness hatefully, her long braid of blue hair hanging listless behind her.
Tanela was bored. Very bored.
Seated on a bent, old steel chair with her booted feet resting on a old wood box was Tanela, the Mighty Amazon and partner to none other then Piccolo, the greatest warrior in the world. Or so he kept telling her. Rolling her eyes at this, Tanela glared at the outside spitefully, hating everything she saw. Dressed in a simple black tank top and jeans, Tanala had been staring at her black combat boots for the past hour, her hands hanging languidly at her sides. She had been there for the past four days strait with absolutely NOTHING to do. Piccolo had left her with strict orders to stay there and wait for his return. He still was not back yet. Jerk.
Looking around, Tanela studied her surrounding with a look of revulsion, having long ago memorized them. The cave was their hideout, had been for as long as she can remember. Ever since the day she first met Piccolo in fact. Ever since that day Tanela had agreed to be Piccolo's Apprentice and Associate in Crime. In other words she had to listen to whatever the hell he said and if she didn't do it she would be left alone to fend for herself. Great choices. Looking over the cave, Tanala saw various boxes resting on the floor, all carefully labeled by yours truly. They all contained things that she and Piccolo had stolen in the past few years, varying from golf clubs to tea sets. There was an especially large box of highly prized capsules, which Tanela had stolen from Bulma, much to her own satisfaction. There also were boxes full of gems and prized jewelry, fur coats, antiques and even a mind-boggling comic book collection, all of it carefully categorized.
Most of what was there was because of her. Unlike Tanela, Piccolo cared nothing for loot or material possessions. All he really cared about was getting stronger so that he could someday kill Son-Goku. Oh Brother. Rolling her eyes again, Tanela grumbled, looking away from her boots and instead studied her hands, the steel gauntlets she wore on her arms gleaming in the afternoon sun, their metallic sheen matching the heavy suit of armor at that lay in the back on the cave floor. They were all she had of her past life. A life she no longer remembered. From what she could remember and what Piccolo had been kind enough to tell her, Tanela's life started with fire.
Waking up in a weird blue ball of fire that didn't harm her, naked, only wearing her gauntlets, Tanela found herself alone in the wilderness, without any memories that she could call her own. All she knew was her name. That was it. After a week of mindless wandering, dragging her suit of armor behind her, she met Piccolo at a riverbed, interrupting him while he was mediating. He of course attacked her, thinking that she might be a assassin of some sort, but paused when he saw that she was not only able to easily defend herself from his attacks, but also seemed to have no idea who or what she was. Realizing that she could make a worthy ally he agreed to take her in as his protégé, the two working together ever since. Teaching her how to talk, write, read, count, and basically act like a normal human, Piccolo also taught her how to fight using her head and not just her muscles. She learned quickly too. Within a year she reached what he called 'adult-capacity,' these words causing her to grimace now with resentment. He made it sound like she was a freaking robot. Which she wasn't course. Whatever she was, she was human-like in form.
Like human females she had legs, hands, fingers, toes, boobs, a nose, etc. There were however some particular aspects that did set her apart. For one, both her ears and teeth were a lot like Piccolo's, long and pointy. Another thing that was unique about her was that her hair was blue... although Piccolo did once say something about humans being able to dye their hair that color. Another thing that was different about her were her eyes. Not only were they a bright skyblue in color but she could also somehow see in the dark. She could also bleed like a human, but instead of red or green she bled blue. Bright blue. Stronger then any human female and quicker then the eye can see, whatever Tanela was, she was definitely not human.
So what the hell was she?! Shaking her head, filled with self-loathing, Tanela sighed, having asked herself that question a million times over, never finding an answer.
I'm Bored!!! Grumbling under her breath, Tanela turned to look down at the magazine she had been reading earlier. It was about human weddings and she happened to find this whole event very interesting. She was pretty sure she got it now. When a human man and woman are together for a long time they get married. They first have to be in something called love, and the human man usually buys the woman a huge metal ring. After getting the ring, the woman puts on a pretty white dress and the man puts on a suit-thing that is all black. The two go to a church and the priest will ask them some questions, the man and woman say 'I do', and they were married. Apparently this was a big deal for humans.
But what is love? And why do humans get married? Flipping through the pages, their edges worn with age, Tanela re-read the passage concerning love, her head tilted to the side. Human love is a feeling. She knew that much. A feeling you get when you care about someone. Okay, she got that so far. A feeling that feels good and make you want to get married. Now that part is really confusing!
Did she love Piccolo? If so, should they get married? Tanela glowered, pausing to analyze herself. Did she love Piccolo? She wasn't sure. She was pretty sure she did. When Piccolo fought Goku at the Budakai and nearly died, Tanela did something that she never did before. She cried. She had never done that before! She had also begged Goku to spare Piccolo. That was something she had never done also. But did she love him? Glancing back down at the magazine, her eyes studying the picture of the happy man and woman, the couple looking deviously happy as they pressed their mouthparts together, Tanela feeling herself start to smile. Yes! She did! She loved Piccolo! She wanted to do what those two were doing with Piccolo! She wanted to do that thing were they press mouthparts together! She wanted to be happy!
Joyous with her decision, Tanela happily started to hum to herself as she began to read the magazine once again, clicking her boots in rhythm, her skyblue eyes dancing. She was going to get married! She was going to marry Piccolo!
LATER...It was two days later that Piccolo finally decided to return to the cave. His clothing was dirt-stained, his black eyes weary. Walking into the cave with a grunt, Piccolo reached up and pulled his turban off with a sigh, also taking off his long white cape, his bright green skin aglow in the coming sun down.
Tanela walked toward him and gave him a chipper, happy smile of greeting, having just come back from the river to bathe and fill the water canteens, her long blue hair loose, nearly reaching her knees. "Ohayo Piccolo-San! How was your trip? Did you go and talk to Kami-Sama like you said you would?" she asked hopefully.
"No." Piccolo grunted, walking past her, obviously worn-out.
Tanela watched him as he walked past her, frowning. He never did like it when she was in a happy mood. He wanted her to act more serious. Like him. Watching him as he reached down to grab a canteen, Tanela bit her lower lip and made up her mind. "Piccolo, do you love me?" she asked, her tone simple, almost sounding like she was asking about the weather.
Piccolo choked on the gulp of water he was swallowing, coughing hard and looking at her with wide eyes. "W,What?!" he stuttered.
"Do you love me?" Tanela repeated casually, her head tilted to the side.
"What would ever make you want to ask me such a thing?!" Piccolo yelled, looking as though he had seen a ghost, his green skin now turning sickly pale.
"Well I read in a book that when a man and a human spend a lot of time together they fall in love, and when a man and a woman fall in love they get married." Tanela explained honestly. "Well, I love you so I think we should get married. Don't you think so?"
Piccolo stared at this mad woman, stuttering for a moment, his eyes wider then saucers. "HAVE YOU COMPLETELY LOST YOU MIND?!" he roared at her, spittle flying from his fangs.
Tanela stared at Piccolo for a minute, her eyes narrowing. "No. I haven't. Just answer my question all ready! I want to get married tomorrow and I have to know before then."
"WHAT?!" Piccolo gasped, shocked to the very core of this being. Realizing that she was for real, Piccolo slowly sucked in a breath, mentally counting to ten before look back up to face her. "No Tanela, you stupid baka! I do not love you! We're just partners. I am your teacher, you are my student. That's is. Stop reading those stupid magazines!"
Tanela stared at Piccolo, her eyes wide, her lower lip trembling. He called her baka before, but never with such intensity. "You don't love me?" she repeated, her tone hurt.
"No. I don't. Now stop asking me that! I refuse to debase myself to such a level of stupidity! If you ask me something like that again then you can forget about us being partners!" Piccolo snarled, turning and storming off into the back of the cave. Women!
Tanela watched him as he stormed off, her lower lip trembling, feeling so forlorn that she actually felt like she might cry again. But instead of cry, Tanela felt her face stiffen with anger, the injustice of it all too much for her to endure. It wasn't fair! Marching after him, Tanela surprised them both when she roughly grabbed Piccolo and spun him around so that he would face her, her blue eyes burning. "I am not stupid!" Tanela yelled on the top of her lungs. "You leave me here alone all the time! You call me baka, you tell me what to do, and you never say thank you! Well I've had enough Piccolo! I'm leaving!"
And with that said, Tanela spun around, grabbed her suit of armor, put it on, and ran out, powering up and exploding into the air, her eyes boiling with rage as she rocket upwards, heading for the swirling white clouds. She'll show him! She'll show him what it means to say no to an Amazon!