WolfstarXPiccolo: So hopefully this story will take off of the ground and give us a bit more time with the "Life Of A Guardian" story. I have not given up on it, nor will I ever until I finish. (I'm working on getting a driver's permit, sorry if I'm late!) And naughty me, naughty me, I'm working on this chapter without my sister XD she fell asleep.

DarkangelXKrillin) What she doesn't know is that when she went to sleep i got up and read this... hehehe... And Xinovia is pronounced (Shee-no-via) Didn't want you to get confused!

Piccolo: Are you nocturnal or something? And why are you making another story about me when I'm already in Demon's Legacy? ... You trying to replace me?

(He growls at WolfstarXPiccolo irritably)

WolfstarXPiccolo: Now, now, Piccolo. You're the first one that matters most in my book! Don't be jelly!

Demosa's Hostage Situation

No, no, no, this can't be happening! This CAN NOT be happening!

I'm hiding under the counter with the register on top, and I hear the creature's heavy breathing about five feet from me as he tries to discover my location. My silent phone recieves a message.

Mom: Are you ok?

Me: I'm trapped in a convenience store by the Monster, mom... the monster that has taken the lives of many in this very town...

Mom: ... You're joking, please tell me you're joking.

Me: Would I be joking about dying mom? At a time like this?

Mom: Listen. We're in a tall white building with a red roof. If you manage to get away, find us. I will be searching the area nearby through the open windows. Thankfully the monster hasn't found us, either... Oh, my baby is trapped!

Me: Mom... If I don't make it... I love you.

I lock my phone, and the small twinge of hope I had at the time vanishes as the screen goes dark. The monster is growling as it tries maniatically to find me, becoming more annoyed with each passing second. I'm about to move to a different hiding spot when- "Listen, pathetic human." I freeze, my hand in the air as I'm about to crawl away as I hear his... disgusting, warped out voice. It sounds like something you would hear a haunted doll say if it's vocal cords were scorched. ... Yea... more or less like a smoker who has taken two packs a day for the past ten years of their life.

(Don't smoke, people, or you'll sound like an android who's ultimate motive is to destroy all life forms, lol)

I scoot back quickly and quietly under the counter as the beast continues talking. "If you come out without any troubles, I promise not to make your death slow and torturous..." When I don't move, he growls a bit. "And lookie here... since I'm already in a good mood, I might just make you into my pet, how would you like that! ... I'll just need to make sure to drain all the bio-energy from your legs so you can't run from me..." I cover my mouth with both hands in an effort not to puke. I hear the monster's footsteps come closer to the counter, and his shadow casts onto the wall ahead... he knocks his knee repeatedly on the small two inch thick wall my back is leaning on, and tears of fear come to my eyes. The shadow starts leaning down as it starts making the shape of the being leaning over the counter to see me...

"Now... where are you, my little pretty happy meal-" A small peice of rubble falls from a crack in the wall on the opposite side of me, and a mouse scoots out, squeaking innocently. The monster leans back up and groans in dissapointment. "Gah, d*** rodents... so small, yet they make oh such a racket." The mouse is about thirteen inches away from me, and it starts getting closer when a pointed end of a... a tail... pierces the poor creature, and I have to bite my tounge in order to not squeak myself. The mouse is paralyzed, unable to move...

It stays still for about ten agonizing seconds... when the suction noises start... my eyes widen in pure horror as I hear the mouse's bones crack under the pressure, it's body becoming smaller, more compacted... its eyes sink into its skull as it gives out one last pathetic cry for help... until nothing's left. Not even bone... it absorbed... everything...

"... It seems to be time to take my search elsewhere... maybe I'll take my search towards the North." ... Xinovia... no... no! I can't help myself. I pick up a nearby discarded soda can, and prepare to throw it towards the inside of an office, when I look closer, and see a small amount of movement. An oversized older man is shaking his hands back and forth, as if warning for me to not do it. "I have to..." I mouth out. He looks at me with frightened eyes the size of dinner saucers. "Why..." He responds. "I must save my sister..." I shake the can, causing for it to make the slightest sound, which, fortunately, isn't caught by the creature as he makes his exit.

I make sure the coast is clear until I stand to look outside. The creature is almost lizard like as he stands in the sunlight... one might say he looks like a living, breathing, dinosaur mixed with a little bit of hornet, and a bit of turtle, for its mouth looks like a turtle's beak; it's orange. The monster its self looks like it's wearing some sort of armor... it's time for me to make my move.

Piccolo) "... Gah..." Kami's disgusted grunts interrupt my meditation as he slightly loosens his grip on his staff. I get to my feet. "So, all great and wise guardian, what has happened now?" He continues to make peculiar grunts, as if he's trying to make sense of something. Something dire that needs immediate attention. "That... that stupid girl... she's going to get herself killed-" That's all that it takes for him to gain my full attention. "Don't you see, Kami!? That blond haired woman and raven haired fool are going around probably killing innocent lives, and I'm stuck here while you watch from the safety of your tower, watching these sadistic beings do genocide! It's like a sick, twisted form of entertainment for you, isn't it, you ol-" He whips around in such a manner, that the elongated end of his staff whacks me in the nose.

I supress a growl and am about to release my anger out on him when he goes on before I have a chance. "There is a great evil on planet Earth... only something that our old self would be able to handle on his own..." I resist the urge to toss my hands up. "Now, don't you see, that's what I've been trying to tell you! They-" Kami starts yelling at me, his ears cocked forwards slightly. "It's not the android twins, Piccolo! It's a new threat, something even more sinister..." He turns back around. "Could it possibly be the creature that has been giving me this ill feeling for the past four years... indeed... it is..." What is he babbling about now?!

"Come on, you fool, tell me what is happening down there, before I lose my patience." Kami looks back around to me. "Why go through all the trouble of telling you..." ... "When you will know soon enough? With our combined strengths and bodies, you will see for yourself." ... "Good, you now see what must be done." Popo runs up. "Oh, no Kami, don't do it! You're the guardian of Earth, Kami, if we lose the dragon balls-" Kami interrupts him by holding out a hand, the one without the staff to silence him. "That is a risk that I am willing to take, Mr. Popo." I try not to show any disgust in my expression when Popo starts tearing up.

Kami ignores him and goes on, "With our newly combined strengths, we will be able to take down the new threat that has appeared on Earth. I just have one last request." I supress a growl of annoyance, and nod to him. "And what would that be?"

"I want for us, or, more to say, you, to go to Gingertown first instead of battling the androids. And we are going to use your body, not mine. Yours is younger, and able to take more hits than I am currently." ... Did he even think that we were going to use his body in the first place?

"That will be easy enough. If what your saying is true, then that monster is more lethal than the android twins." Kami nods, and takes two steps forwards. "Over the years, at some points, my power has dimished to all but nothing. Somewhere along the way, while you were fighting one overpowering foe after the other, I have lost the ability to gain strength." I narrow my eyes slightly. He's stalling just a bit longer for kicks... "Maybe you will be the one able to use it correctly." I try not to waste time any longer.

"Alright, now how does this work? Is it different from when I 'fused' with the other Namekian, Nail?" Kami shakes his head in confirmation. "No, this is the same as when you took him up on Namek. Just place your hand upon my chest." Popo tries one last effort to get Kami to change his mind. "Wait Kami, no, don't do it. You may not be strong, but you're still Kami! You're still the all wise guardian of Earth, Kami, don't throw that away!" He's being selfish... He's probably known Kami for over a hundred years.

"Ok, let's get this over wi-" Kami starts yelling, and the area is bathed in a white light as I feel Kami's own knowledge sinking into my head, almost painfully. I can still hear his yells echoing across the Lookout. Wind emits from Kami as his being is absorbed, making my cape fly out behind me, and almost makes me fall over. I place a firm foot behind to keep steady. Kami's jaw stretches to an un-natural length as the absorbtion is finished, a wave of blinding light enveloping the tiled sanctuary.

Nothing but smoke is what's coming from the place where my other half once stood. ... I feel different... As I get my thoughts straight, I can't help but gasp as different flashes of other memories go past my mind. I see all that Kami saw... then that lizard thing at Gingertown-there's no time to waste.

I start walking to the edge of the Lookout without saying a word. Mr. Popo races a bit closer, but refuses to come within ten feet of me. "Listen, Kami, if you're in there, please, be careful." ... "I'm neither Piccolo nor Kami now. I am the Namek who has long since forgotten his true name." I reach the edge of the Lookout, and am about to take off. I turn around one last time, and hold out a hand in farewell. "Goodbye, Mr. Popo. Take care of yourself." Leaping off the Lookout, I start free falling, gaining speed as time goes on. When I've reached a decent height not far from the ground, I take my energy and boost it behind me, making me go faster than a human jet engine. It's time to face the beast that has taken so many innocent lives.

Xinovia) I watch in sadness as the car that carries my sister drives out of sight, leaving me here to fend for myself. I wrap my arms around the duffle bag and hug it, in an effort to keep my emotions in check. Turning around, I observe the crowd of people waiting in front of the airport's double-doored entrance start to file in. Men, women and children shuffle into the lobby, bringing sleeping bags, food and various other items inside. My ears prick up as an automated voice comes over the intercom. It stops everyone in their tracks as they strain to listen and not panic.

"Attention. We are now authorized to not make people pay for their plane ticket. Instead, we're handing out room keys to customers for the hotel we have on the other side of the airport. Remain calm and please stay with your families. As we pass out room keys, no more than five people to a room, and they must be related. If you're close friends with the person, you may take two people of unrelation to your room." As people are still, awaiting for more instructions to come out of the intercom, me, along with a few other smart individuals, start sneaking queitly to the front of the line, where a woman is coming out of the ticket booth with room keys. As she passes by me, I get a room key with the number '13' engraved on the front side.

The woman passing out the keys stops me, and leans to whisper in my ear, "If you were going to do anything else, discard that thought. Your new priority is to get to your room before someone steals your room key." I whisper back to her, "Thank you, ma'am." I quickly grab the bags and start running to the room, which is unfortunately, as the woman's voice said, on the other side of the airport. As I gain a safe distance away from the crowd, the woman's voice comes back over the intercom.

"Attention. The room keys being passed out to you are crucial in the situation. You will be boarded on the flights according to your number; we will be boarding in order." I hear a simultaneous gasp come from the line, and they start running. I can hear people being pushed over, trampled, stomped to get to the front of the line. A small group of people have now broken off from the main group and are now chasing the people at the front of the line who have already left, myself included.

I run even faster, the suitcase bouncing up a few inches each time I hit a crack. Some people at the front of the line have reached the elevators to get to the second floor. They are holding the door open to a few stragglers, and are about to close it- "No, hold it! Hold it!" They ignore, until a small child places a hand on one side of the door, waiting for me. I squeeze into the squished area, and the doors close, locking the animalistic maniacs that tried to steal my key.

I find the little boy, and thank him repeatedly until he starts laughing. "Hey, don't worry about it, my mother would've done the same for me." He says, a woman behind him smiling sweetly. As we reach the second floor, the crowd exits the elevator, while I wait for the woman and child to come out. The child smiles up at me as his mother comes out behind him. I gesture to her. "Is that your mother?" The boy laughs, and shakes his head. "Ha, no, that's my sister, Alexis. She took me here after our parents told us to escape from Gingertown; they said that they were going to fight the monster and save the day! My daddy had a gun and was protecting the people in the park!"

... the gun I saw at the park...

... "I'm sure they'll be ok, uh..." The boy smiles. "Matthew, we have to go," Alexis whispers behind him. "We have to get to our room before the crazy people catch us and turn us into zombies, ooo..." She waves her hands in front of her playfully, to get her brother to move faster. "Wait, what room are you?" They stop, and turn around, giving me a frightened look. "We're... room 15..." They say hesitantely. "Don't worry, I wasn't going to steal your room key. I'm not desperate like those other people out there." I hold my hand out to Alexis. "My name's Xinovia, nice to meet you." She shakes my hand and smiles. "Nice to meet you, Xinovia. What room are you?" ... "Room 13. I'm waiting for my family to join me, too."

Alexis gives a sympathetic expression. "Walk with us to our rooms?" She suggests, and I nod. "Sounds good!"