Sighing, I stretch my arms over my head hearing my spine crack. The final bell of the day just chimed and I was excited to get back to the lookout. The day had been exhausting, which was ridiculous! It was the day before summer break and the teachers kept going on and on about what we'd do when we got back.
My tail twitched in excitement where I kept it hidden, wrapped around my waist under a big t shirt as I thought of going home. I had been hoping Mr. Kami, my guardian, would be willing to train me a bit more today.
I packed up my school bag, waving a small farewell to a few classmates and faculty members. Trying my best to avoid the glares of teachers who knew of my less than perfect grades, I left campus.
Beginning the long walk to the lookout, I looked toward the sky thinking a mile a minute. Mr. Kami had told me he wanted to tell me something important today, whatever that may be I was really excited. He seemed pretty anxious about it this morning, I hope its nothing bad. It's been almost fifteen years since Mr. Kami found me on one of his rare trips off of the lookout, but he hasn't really told me much about how he found me. I mean, it's obvious I'm not related to him what with my long black hair and eyes, as well as a lack of green skin. But I wasn't sure what he might need to tell me.
I walked swiftly making sure not to move too quickly. Mr. Kami always tells me I have to make sure not to show any of my power around the public, not many have the abilities I do. I always shrugged when he reminded me of this but promised not to make my capabilities known.
I finally stop below the lookout. Taking a peek around me, I make sure nobody would witness and I flew up, landing silently on the platform. When I land I'm greeted with the sight of Mr. Kami as well as his counterpart, Piccolo, standing beside a very sad looking Mr. Popo. Taking in the scene before me, I notice the tension in the air, it's nearly palpable. My smile falls and I drop my school bag on the pristine white tiles of the lookout
Mr. Kami turned toward me, and smiled in the way only an extremely wise man could. "Hello, Sarada. How was school?" he asked kindly.
"It was fine, luckily it's over now. I won't have to go back for a few months, what's going on?" I say.
Kami laughs a bit at that and ignores my question. "I thought you loved school."
"Oh, I do! But this way I'll get to see more of you and I'll get to train more often," I reply. "Now please Mr. Kami, why does everyone seem so upset?"
His face loses its smile, and he turns to Piccolo. He simply nods, and motions for me to follow him to speak in private. We walk toward the fountain Mr. Kami kept on the lookout and he's quiet for several seconds.
"Mr. Kami, what's wrong?" I ask. "Did I do something wrong?"
"Sarada," he says gently. "There are times we must do things for the greater good, that may hurt those we care about. This is one of those times." He looks at me sadly.
"What...what are you talking about Mr. Kami?" I ask. "What's going on?"
He goes on to explain to me the disaster that taken the world by storm. An awful combination of biology and technology and the only way to even have a chance to stop it lies in Kami giving up his body, his freedom, to Piccolo.
"No," I whisper. And then go on to shout, "no no no no no! You can't do that, I'll fight! I'm strong enough, I can help protect earth! You don't have to do this!"
He smiles warmly at me. "It warms my heart to know you care but I haven't trained you properly enough. If you were to fight as you are now you'd die. I've always been lenient with that, I never wanted to risk hurting you. I regret that now, there's so much left i wish to teach you but I'm out of time. I need to do this."
Tears well up in my eyes. "But Mr. Kami, what will happen to you? What about the dragon balls? What if this doesn't work?"
"The dragon balls will not exist anymore, and I'm not sure what we'll do if this doesn't work. We'll have to cross that bridge when we get there."
"But what about that Goku guy you're always telling me about, he can help," I say, pleadingly.
"Unfortunately, Goku is in no position to assist us. This may be our last chance."
"Hurry up old man, we don't have time for this," Piccolo shouts toward us, gruffly.
I glare at him before putting my head in my hands and tears stream down my face. My body is shaking and Mr. Kami gently put his hand on my shoulder. I look up at him.
"Please don't cry, Sarada. I know this is hard for you, but its what right. It needs to be done," he says, smiling warmly. The poor, sweet, loving old fool would do anything to defend earth's people, he's willing to give up everthing.
He turns away from me and walks towards Piccolo, determination in every step. Mr. Popo comes to stand near me, and he's crying too. I lay my head on his chest, I can't bear to watch and only see a bright flash of light through my eyelids.
I can feel it, he's not gone just...different. His and Piccolo's ki signature have become one, altering both to become its own. I turn back and see him stare at his body strangely. I'm holding Mr. Popo's hand tightly, if I don't I'm afraid I'll lose any sense of composure I have left.
The new Kami-ccilo walks to the edge of the lookout and pushes ki into the bottom of his feet, taking off.
I fall to my knees and wrap my arms around myself, my body wracked with sobs. Mr. Popo wraps his arm around my shoulder and let's his own tears fall freely.
This pain takes up a special place in my heart, one that won't ever heal. It'll leave a mark, similar to a scar, that I'll carry for the rest of my life.
I look at the sky in the direction the Namek flew away and feel a certain resolve take over. I turn to Mr. Popo. He sniffles and looks at me.
"I need to go into the Hyperbolic Time Chamber," I say suddenly while wiping tears from my face.
He seems taken aback, and looks as if he'll outright refuse me before softly sighing.
"Are you certain? You know what could happen," he says.
I nod stiffly. He rises from his place on the floor beside me and I follow suit. As we walk toward the chamber he begins telling me of things I don't quite understand, the things Mr. Kami was supposed to tell me today.
"What exactly is a Saiyan?" I ask.
He places a finger on his crimson lips, trying to think of the best way to explain. "A warrior race, they used to conquer entire planets within days. On nights where the moon would be full, if they look upon it they transform into a large ape," he said trying to remember everything Kami had told him. "They were wiped out a while ago, and only a few remain."
"Where are the others?" I ask. "Do they know I'm alive? Where can I find them?"
"There are a few alive here on earth," he says. "We don't know if there are any others out there in space, but we don't think so."
"Can I meet them sometime?" I ask.
He nods. "If you'd like, I can introduce you to them soon."
I nod and breathe deeply trying to keep my wits about me. I have an entire year to deal with this information in the time chamber, I'll think about it in detail then.
Mr. Popo opens the door and my palms begin to sweat. I've never been in there before, Mr. Kami strictly forbade it being used as a tool for my training. But ive heard of all the things it can do to people, and i know its hard to stay in there for a lot period of time.
But he's not here anymore, and I need the strength only this time could give me.
"Are you certain you want this?" Mr. Popo asks. "You don't have to do this."
"But I do," I respond softly. "If not for him, then for me."
Mr. Popo nods and bows a little as I step past him into the room. He closes the door slowly and surely behind me.
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