A Special Training III
Disclaimer: It belongs to someone else, not me, and I have not made any money yet, and doubt that I ever will. If you want to pay me, I wouldn't be writing fan fiction.
A/N: Yes, this story will have Usagi start out as a ditz.
She is one, folks. That doesn't mean she will stay one. That is what a good
part of this story will be about. I'm no good at writing a straight romance.
Yes, there will be a romance, and I believe it was Athena who figured it out.
Athena, you know who you are, virtual kudos, and good guess work.
Usagi let
out a blood-curdling scream as she fell from the Sanctuary. At first, Kami and
Piccolo were stunned immobile, because someone with that much potential should
have been flying with great ease.
This being not
the case, Piccolo reacted, and dived off the edge, grabbing her wrist and
swinging her up into his arms.
A mistake;
Usagi screamed into his ear at that moment. He almost dropped her.
"Will you
shut up?" he growled, his deep, menacing voice vibrating his chest.
Biting her
lip, she complied.
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Usagi was
shaking by the time she was placed gently on her feet. Still, she stiffened her
spine, reminding herself that she was here to help.
I will
not cry, I will not cry, Rei says that I am a crybaby, and I am not!
"I heard
someone say they needed help; that his world was in danger. I am one of the
warriors of my world-" here, Gohan let out a chuckle. Her power level had gone
down again, and she was about as powerful as Bulma.
Usagi
glared at him, and again stopped herself, trying to make herself think.
You
always act before you think, Odango Atama.
Well, this
time would be different.
"You are a
warrior?" Piccolo said skeptically.
Usagi
raised her chin proudly, and nodded.
"Fight me,"
he said, and went into a casual stance.
Usagi
gulped, and reached for her henshin broach.
Noticing
what she was doing, and thinking she was starting to attack, struck her hand
before she got a chance to use the broach.
Yelping in
pain, and seeing the broach with the crystal inside it skitter away; Usagi
wondered what she would do now. Then a blow came at her for her head, and she
was forced to fight without her magic.
Her arms
came up, and she blocked. A kick to the side, she blocked with her shin, and
then she dived for her broach again.
"Moon
Cosmic Power, MAKE-UP!"
Then Sailor
Moon was crouched before them, with her scepter held defensively.
"That- was
your power?" Piccolo gawked at her, and snickered. The snickers became
chuckles, which turned into full-fledged guffaws.
"I-" Usagi
said hopelessly, and almost started to cry. Only, instead, she got angry. Here
she was, trying to HELP these people, and they- they were laughing at her.
Piccolo
kept on laughing, but Gohan saw what the others didn't. This young girl, when
her temper rose, started to glow silver, and her tiara disappeared, leaving a
crescent of gold on her forehead. It started to flicker, as well.
Temper
making her do things she normally wouldn't, Sailor Moon went over to the
laughing Namek, and punched him in the gut, and followed that with an uppercut
to the chin.
This
knocked him back several feet, and gave him a bloody nose.
All the
laughter died away, and they stared at the girl in front of them. Sailor Moon's
temper rapidly cooled, and she was dumbfounded by what she had done.
So was
everyone else. Sure, Gohan had hit Piccolo before, but he had never managed to
do something quite like that.
"You are
right, Piccolo," Kami admitted, grudgingly. "She is powerful, she just lacks
training. Would you train her?"
Usagi
hadn't agreed to any of this but-
I did
volunteer to help them. If I did that, then I have to do whatever they ask of
me.
This
didn't stop her from swallowing nervously. What have I gotten myself into?
"Who said
I was going to train anybody, old man," Piccolo snarled, still rubbing his
face. "No one asked me."
"You are
the obvious choice," said Kami, humor coloring his voice.
Piccolo
sneered, but he new he would give in. If this slip of a girl could be trained,
she would be very valuable when the Androids showed up. Also, if Kami was
asking for help… Something big was coming. Especially if Piccolo couldn't sense
it.
Grabbing
the girl before she had time to protest, he flew off the Lookout, and onto an
island back on Earth.
"EEP!"
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"I told you
not to yell!" Piccolo shouted, as Usagi screamed at their departure.
"Well, you
surprised me!"
Piccolo
hmph'd, and dropped her to the ground. Then he grabbed her broach.
"You have
power without this little toy. I can tell it has great power, but you have
more, and you are too dependent on it. For six months, you will live here. That
is the first part of your training. Seeing if you can survive."
Sailor Moon
became Usagi after he had snatched the broach away, and he pointed at her. Her
clothing became heavy, black and brown training gi, with armbands, very heavy
boots, and sword.
"You're
leaving me here for six months?" she asked, and winced.
"If you can
survive, you will be worthy of training," he told her. He left out that he
would be watching her very closely. He wouldn't just let her die, but he needed
to see how tough she was.
Remember,
remember you volunteered!
Gulping,
and feeling like she was about to faint, Usagi nodded.
She watched
as Piccolo flew off, and she wondered if she would be able to move.
To be continued.