~A.N. Can't they find a better way of catching me than having to knock me out! Gosh, yeah sure won't harm me my butt! Well lets' just see what happens.I'm scared! MOMMY! ~





Chapter 3

A soft touch

The dream was blurry, voices calling, faces fading and reappearing. I struggled to wake, but my subconscious wouldn't allow it. I looked down to see darkness, fading later over my hands that rested shakily on the floor. I blinked and looked up again upon hearing more yelling and a loud scream. I covered my ears as they felt like they were going to explode as the blood- curdling scream rang on. I closed my eyes and screamed along with it to drown it out. Then a soft voice came through the screams. "Wake up. You have to wake up." It said. It sounded only inches from my ear, but no one was there when I looked. Then it came again, a voice, a familiar voice. It said to wake up. I closed my eyes tight and clutched my hands into fists, until my knuckles turned white. As I did my conscience eyes began to open. I didn't feel anything but two hands on my shoulders. Slowly my eyes woke to a blurry green. Then the voice hit me in the face, as complete recognition took over my thoughts. IT WAS PICCOLO! I widened my eyes to look to his familiar face. My mouth fell open in amazement. "Pi.Pic.Piccolo!" I said, my voice shaky as it left my vocal cord. Piccolo's face was serious and no amusement was visible. I felt a little awkward as Piccolo looked at me. I tried to lift my arm to cradle my head that pounded painfully, but I was strapped down! Piccolo reached down and began pulling off countless straps up and down my body. "Piccolo? How'd you know I was here?" I asked as he tugged up my arm to rip the straps off. "That's not important now." He said baring his teeth as he ripped the other straps off. I lifted my arm and flexed it. I was ok, no injuries that I knew of or felt, besides for the pounding headache I had from them knocking me out, but that would subdue with time. I lifted myself to my hands; cold metal sent chills up my spin as it made contact with my skin. "Piccolo, I want to know, did you hear me?" I asked. He ripped the straps off my ankles looking up. His face was serious. A small light lingered around, casting shadows to creep and play in the room and on Piccolos features. "In my meditation." He answered and turned his head as a loud thundering beep dropped down like a bomb into the room. "We have to get out of here!" I screamed over the warning signal. Piccolo gave me a look like 'nah really, figured that out already.' He turned to the door and ran though it. The door was knocked to pieces on the floor already; obviously he smashed though to get in. I was stunned from the whole situation that Piccolo was here, with me! That he heard my thoughts for help, and through his meditation non-the-less! I jumped from the table and quickly retreated after Piccolo. His form was hardly visible as I ran to catch up. My legs moved and I stumbled over my feet falling to my face on the cold floor. I yelped and lifted to my knees as a red light pierced through the air to come a millimeter from my hands. I looked behind me quickly to see warriors quickly persuading. I scurried to my feet, but my body crumbled slightly from the newly returning pain from the gun wound earlier. I yelled and stumbled forward dashing a few feet forward before limping. From behind me I heard a loud yell and then an ear-shattering explosion. I turned to see bright white light swirl down the hall. I lifted my hands in defense, but a strong arm came around my waist. I looked up to see Piccolo quickly flying down the hall from his own blast. He hoisted me in front of him and kept his eyes peering forward as the fast coming light speed behind us. I cringed my teeth and clutched to the front of Piccolos gi. I looked forward, and then Piccolo made a huge U-turn up. We flew up through a hole in the ceiling and started up it at full speed. Piccolo looked down and looked at me. "Cover your head!" He yelled. I obeyed and covered my head as a loud sound like breaking wood rang though the tunnel. Small bits of debris bounced off my skin and tumbled away. I looked up to see a black world, with a slight red light shining from the black and red sky that seemed to swirl and blink from one color and back. We were out of there! Piccolo growled and stopped in the sky to turn around and watch the building blow up in a bright white light. The light blanked out over the lands and into the sky blinding me temporarily as I lifted my arms to my eyes in defense. Piccolo grunted and turned away to fly fast in retreat. "Hopefully that's the end of them." He said as the wind past us, making good distance between the fiery fortress and us. I nodded as I thought about Piccolo, and everything. Another adventure, over already? Piccolo held me closer as we descended. I looked around, wondering why we stopped here. Cliffs stood high, like creatures made of stone rising towards the sky. Trees were nowhere to be seen on this hell of a planet, in fact I wouldn't be surprised if nothing but those men back there lived here. It was about 3 times Earth gravity it felt like, and about twice as hot. Sweat dotted my brow as Piccolo landed gingerly on the hard ground. I blinked away the dizziness that dared its way into my head. I was deadly sleepy. My eyes felt like bricks were tied to them and my head felt like lead. "Piccolo, I'm so tired." I said and rested my head on his chest before he let me down. He stopped his motion of putting me down and held me up gently. "How did you get here?" I asked as Piccolo began to walk. He didn't look down at me even as I looked at him. The light and shadows danced on his face. He was still hot as ever! In all my wildest dreams I had never thought this day would come. Back with my dearly loved Piccolo was the best thing that could have happened to me. "I took a spaceship." He answered. "A spaceship, how'd you get here so fast then?" I asked. Piccolo turned a corner around a cliff. "I asked Bulma for a favor. She and her father used Namekian technology to build a spaceship a while ago. She let me use it." He answered bluntly. "You asked Bulma for a favor?" I asked surprised. Piccolo grunted. "I didn't want to, but I had no other options." He answered. I nodded still resting my head on his powerful chest. His chest softly lifted and fell with each breath. I didn't want to fall asleep. I wasn't sure why though, deep down inside, perhaps, I was afraid it was a dream and I'd wake up and he'd be gone again. My eyelids fell and opened again. "Piccolo.I'm that important that you asked Bulma for a favor just to save me?" I asked. His expression didn't change, but he blinked from the oddness of the question. "I thought you were tired." Is all he said. I smiled sleepily. I thought of saying 'I'll take that as a yes.' But I didn't. "Piccolo." I said softly to the hardened warrior. "What!" He said a bit annoyed with all my questions. I smiled and let his harsh tone bounce off. "I love you.and thank you." I said and rested my head farther down on his chest so my chin almost lay on my own chest. His chest heaved in a deep breath to the response. There was silence for a while as I began to nod off from the soft synchronized sound of his walking, breathing and heart. "Your welcome." A soft voice said finally from above me. Soon I was in an alert sleep, hearing, feeling everything. I felt the soft rise and fall from his walking and breathing. I even heard the air entering his lungs, it sounded like a small vacuum cleaner.kind of.it's hard to explain. His heart was strong and hard, but gentle and soft at the same time. You had to know Piccolo; I mean truly know him, to hear the softer, gentler part of his heart. Piccolo stopped and a breath entered his lungs before he spoke. "Piccolo." He said in command. Soon I heard the sound as if suction was being released, the sound of a door to a spaceship filled my ears. Piccolos body rose from the ground and to a higher level that soon felt as if it gets higher. A clank echoed around me as the soft patter of Piccolos foot steps bounced of a metal ground. I breathed in deep and shifted in his arms. "Wokuro." Piccolo said as he stopped momentarily before walking again. A high pitch sound sent chills down my spin. Piccolo walked briefly before stopping again. My body tilt to the side and my arms hung as I was lowered to a soft surface. I moaned and turned my head to one side. I heard nothing for a moment, and then I felt a hand hesitatively touch my forehead and caress my hair. Of course it was Piccolo, he was the only one here.hopefully. The hand stopped resting a moment before he pulled it away and I heard footsteps going away. I crossed my arms around my body and shifted my weight to my left side, where one leg hung over the side as I shifted to my stomach letting my arm and leg hang down and the left side limbs pulled in close. In that position I fell asleep as the spaceship lifted off the ground, back to Earth, DBZ Earth that is.



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