Six: Be Careful What You Wish For

Joyfully, Shinimi skipped down the dirt path through the forest, giggling. Another epic day of training. She felt herself improving and she desperately wanted to impress Piccolo. She dived between trunks after trunks and dipped down the hillside into the Valley. She pulled out her pendant and watched it dangle before her. She sighed lovingly at it. Shinimi was midway admiring the pendant when suddenly there was a ripple of collective movement across the forest, a synchronized action like a flock of birds taking off together. Shinimi frowned at the noise, dropping her Bonding-stone pendant back inside her top.

She listened as she walked along. She silently walked through the edge of the forest, gradually hearing masses of angered cries and roars drawing near.

"What's that noise?" Shinimi uttered, concern in her voice as she looked up at the sky. She saw black and grey smoke filling the air…

…then she smelt burning suddenly. Hurrying, she thought that either the Village or some trees were burning in fire. She wasn't really bothered about the Village…

After hurrying to the hill that gazed over the village, she looked up to see her nightmare becoming true…

In the Village, every villager was outside, in a massive huddle. Anger rose up, filling the air. The air was choking with smoke and the black night sky seemed to be dyed with the sickly colour of orange. The villages were holding torches, lit with fire and they were all looking straight at Shinimi. The crowd rampaged towards Shinimi like marching soldiers, leaded by Mrs. Fujikage, a bald-looking man and an old woman. It was a different old woman, with a massive wart on her crooked nose, like a witch. Shinimi was confused with what was going on…but she knew it was something bad. Her heart began to pound. She tried hard to think about Piccolo, but the raging voices that flew with the smokes of fire, it distracted her.

"What's-What's going on?" Shinimi whispered to herself. The entire village was filled with angry villagers, and they blocked the only path. Shinimi stood there, looking and staring in horror at the millions of raging faces.

"Is that her, Yubaba?" She heard Mrs. Fujikage ask the old woman. The old woman pointed her crooked walking stick straight at Shinimi.

"That is the source of your threat! She is not human! She is an alien!" The old woman screamed in her old voice. Shinimi started to panic. What was she on about? "This girl must be exiled, or else she'll be executed!"

"I think she doesn't deserve a chance!" Said the Bald man besides her. She noticed that it was the Village Chief, Yoshi. His black, bushy beard twitched at the sight of Shinimi. "She has disrespected Mrs. Fujikage and has invaded our home, our planet! I say we kill her!"

A cheer of agreement filled the night, drowning Shinimi's alarmed cry.

She looked around her and realised that the villagers have quietly circled her. Shinimi looked around, tears of fright brimming her eyes. That was when they charged at her. Screaming, Shinimi gathered energy inside of her and lifted herself off the hillside quickly, nearly causing the Villagers to clash into each other. Then there was a collective gasp. Mrs. Fujikage pointed a threatening finger at Shinimi.

"Yubaba is right! She isn't human! She's an Alien! Kill her!"

"She must be a Saiyan!" A woman cried out in fright. Shinimi's mouth gawked open in horror. A Saiyan? Those fearful and powerful alien race that destroyed other planets?

"Kill her! Kill her! Kill her!" The crowd began to chant. Shinimi's eyes darted around wildly, as if she couldn't control her pupils. She gripped the sides of her head, blocking her ears, shaking her head in pain.

This can't be true! She prayed that it wasn't, but her thoughts were interrupted sharply when she saw a flaming arrow fired towards her. Then a few more joined it. She screamed, dodging them all and she was forced to fly away from the forest, towards Piccolo…

Shinimi thought of something. There was something back at Mrs. Fujikage's house…something she wished to give Piccolo. She flew towards the house, diving through a window, causing it to shatter into countless of pieces. Her blood flew around the house and caked her face and body instantly. She watched as the shattered pieces of glass twinkled onto the wooden floor boards of her house. She smiled gratefully to see that she landed into her bedroom. She knew that now was the time to call it quits. She quickly scurried for her bag, yanking it from underneath her bed. There wasn't time for clothes. She took only a black shirt and black pants, shoving them quickly into her bag. She stood there, frozen in panic and confusion, her world suddenly changed into a nightmare. It was happening too fast. If she hides somewhere, she'll be able to run away with Piccolo tomorrow. She smiled at the fact, but when she heard the thunderous banging on the front door, her heart stopped. She hurried down, her feet hardly touching the ground. Her levitation skills really speeds her runs. She looked at the door, and saw the crowd surrounding the house. She turned to the enormous TV stand, and furiously, she pushed the TV and the stand in front of the door, repelling them from opening it.

She sighed deeply in relief and she turned to the box that sat peacefully. She walked towards it, the fine green silk and golden tread made her smile. She opened the box and saw what she knew was precious. She had no idea what it was, but she always wanted to give it to Piccolo as a gift. Taking it out, she examined it, holding it between her thumb and index-finger. It was quiet big, but she knew it was something special. It gave an immense lift in her chest and she breathed in deeply, feeling stronger again. She smirked as she placed the Golden Ball safely into her bag, but the windows from the kitchen shattered piercingly, alerting her. She whimpered, as if she was going to cry, and she hurried to the door, her black back dragging her. She saw hands reaching through the smashed hole of the window, and Shinimi lunged towards the draw of cutlery and snatched the biggest carving knife she could find. And eye-for-an-eye, she snarled to herself. She reached over, slicing the hands that tried to invade her house. They flinched away and she heard the cries of them.

"The bitch cut me!"

"She's merciless!"

Shinimi looked up to hear another smash from a window. Curiously, she rushed up the stairs, getting tired and saw the ends of a ladder by the bathroom window. With a shriek of frustration and anger, Shinimi gripped onto the ends of the ladder and pushed it harshly, causing the Villagers who were climbing up to tumbled back to the ground. She heard another window smashed…and then another one from downstairs. No, Two! She shook her head. It was no use! Giving up, she clipped her bag closed, patting it and hurried up the stairs again.

"This is my time to say goodbye…and good riddance!" A snarl escaped her lips, and she swept across to Mrs. Fujikage's room, which was at the back. She saw another set of ladder peeping from the shattered window. The glass was broken on the floor and onto the bed. Sighing, getting ready, Shinimi rushed towards the window, meeting the face of a young man. He growled at her, trying to grab her shoulder. But Shinimi force-pushed him forcefully away from her, pushing the ladder down and she realised that she might have caused a few deaths. She didn't care anymore. She perched on the end of the broken window, like a cat, and jumped. She managed to lift herself back into the air in a split second and soured power the angry crowd. She paid no more attention to them, thinking only about herself and Piccolo.

She felt something cold cut through her skin and she looked at her leg to see that something, perhaps an arrow, has sliced through her leg slightly, leaving a deep cut. She soon cried out in ache, the pain invaded her body unexpectedly. She reached down to grab hold of it, but she lost control of her flight and come tumbling down the air. The angry Villagers cheered as she fell onto the ground, behind the towering, bamboo building of the School. She was crying deeply to herself in ache, gripping onto her leg. She looked down, dreading to see how bad it was, but she was horrified to see the sticky substances of her blood turn into a deep greyish colour. Soon, she was shadowed by the crowd and screaming in panic, she scurried into the corner of the mountain wall, trying to hide herself in it pitiful cover it provided. The crowd walked towards her, their shadows from the flaming touches loomed over her darkly. She gripped onto her bleeding leg and her tears ran down her face. Suddenly, she felt Twelve again…

Mrs. Fujikage, Yoshi and Yubaba walked through the crowd that surrounded her, dark smirks of bloody joys ran across each of there faces.

"Oh, I think it's time to kill this little girl," Yoshi grumbled through his sweaty black beard. The Villagers from behind them threw ropes towards her, catching her around her throat, her arms and legs. She screamed, but it was cut of when a Villager yanked the rope and it tightened around her throat, chocking her. Tears ran down her face wildly, suffocating/ Shinimi watched in fright the shadows on their faces danced around from the fire-lit torches sinisterly.

"Hmm, she bleeds grey and cries yellow…defiantly Alien," Yoshi smirked devilishly.

She closed her eyes, praying for Piccolo to save her…

"P-Piccol…" She managed to chock, but the rope tightened. She tried hard to prey it apart. The Villagers laughed, though it hurts, it gave her time to breathe quickly through the loosened ropes.

"What does that mean? Kill me in your Alien language?" Mrs. Fujikage teased. Shinimi squinted through her tears and she laughed at her.

"No…it's…it's my friend…"

"A friend?" Mrs. Fujikage gasped dramatically. She jumped back a little, pretending to be shocked. "My God! You have a friend! Ha! As if. You have a friend the day I died!" Mrs. Fujikage taunted and the Villagers laughed along with her. Shinimi snarled, and she thought about Piccolo. He told her once that her powers seemed to be triggered by her emotions. She closed her eyes, and cried louder, wishing to die quickly. The ropes yanked back tightly around her. She coughed greyish blood out of her mouth, her arms suddenly trapped through the tightened ropes, along with her legs. Shinimi felt a cool wind suddenly blast at her face.

The Villagers continued to laugh, but soon it was converted to a collection of gasps from men and screams of horrors from women.

"Be careful what you wish for!"

That voice! Shinimi's eyes snapped opened.

"Oh my goodness!" A small woman shrieked in a mixture of horror and disgust. "What the hell is that?" She pointed a finger at the figure that stood before Shinimi. It stood towering in front of her, protecting her from the Villagers. His white cape caressed her blood-stained hands gently, almost comforting her. She looked up to see the back of Piccolo. The Villagers scurried away from Piccolo, horrified at the Unknown Intruder.

"Piccolo-Sama!" Shinimi cried out in joy, choking on dead blood that flooded in her mouth.

The Villagers lapsed into sullen silence and Piccolo gave them a deadly glare meaning death upon them all. But then, a dark, dark smirk slowly ran across his face. Suddenly, everyone, including Shinimi, was scared of that smile…

I'm slightly pissed off that I couldn't find a good picture, but this one will have to do. I hope youll enjoy this Chapter. I will admit right now, I CAN NOT wait for the next chapter It's gonna be VERY fun, but slightly depressing...¬_¬` XD

Shinimi (C) Wario-Girl/Salverto