This is probably the first thing I have written in three years, I think? My other short "stories" were about Vampire Knight, but I have lately been so lost as to what is going on that I feel like I would be doing a disservice to the VK community if I continued to write about it. I recently rediscovered Dragon Ball and wrote this purely out of boredom. It could be better, but I don't think it is too terrible of a start. I may turn this into a collection of one-shots if I find further inspiration. I hope you enjoy, and please feel free to leave some feedback.
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball, Dragon Ball Z, or Dragon Ball GT.
Piccolo and Gohan looked at each other. They both knew what was going to happen: The Earth would cease to exist. This last energy attack of Majin Buu's was powerful enough to destroy the planet ten times over and absolutely could not be stopped. It could not be knocked off of its course; no one could get in its way and take the hit for himself. It was just too powerful. Goku had his Instant Transmission technique, but Piccolo and Gohan both knew that he would not reach them in time. The only beings that could possibly escape were himself, Vegeta, and Dende and Mr. Satan, whom he was able to pick up, as they were directly in his line of path.
Gohan looked at his little brother Goten and then at Trunks. They both had fear in their eyes; more fear, Gohan guessed, than either of them had ever experienced. They were going to die, at the ages of seven and eight. The two little boys who were able to master the Fusion technique, achieve Super Saiyan 3, and fight on an even level with Majin Buu were going to die, along with their two older comrades. Piccolo, acting as their mentor and never leaving their side during this disaster; Gohan's training on the Kais' planet—all of this would be in vain, for in a matter of seconds the Earth would be destroyed, along with the Dragon Balls. Even if Goku and Vegeta eventually manage to defeat Majin Buu in some far away location, nothing could be restored by the great dragon Shenron. The entire human race would remain extinct and the Earth would forever be lost.
The energy blast was getting closer and closer to impact. Just as the huge ball started to graze the ground, something dawned on Piccolo. There was still hope. If Majin Buu could be defeated, everything could still be restored. He could only hope that the survivors would have the same realization. The ball of energy had now made full contact with the earth and the explosion had started. With his last breath, Piccolo said, "Namek."
I feel like Piccolo would somehow remember that there were Dragon Balls on Namek. At times he seems like the "Yoda" of the Dragon Ball universe.