TITLE: Seeds of the Past....
AUTHOR: Echo the Nymph
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the show.
NOTE: I skip time passages in this story too. Most often, between the chapters.
Chapter 9
Anemone looked on in shock as Piccolo pulled her into the chamber with him. She knew she needed this training, it could prove to be invaluable to her. Then, she felt like her blood was being pulled into her feet. "The gravity in this place is so much stronger than what I'm used to." She widened her stance to absorb more of the stress from her muscles.
He grunted. "Don't worry. You'll adapt quickly." The warrior silently walked out to the training area. "Come on!" came the sharp command. She hesitantly walked out to him, nearly falling over as the gravity became intensified. Then, the two got to work. The room was sheer torture for the girl, as she had a long way to go to gain total control of her new powers. Like her friends, she would not give up on herself.
Late during their training session, Piccolo found his young student unconscious on the floor. He lifted her up, relieved to find that she was only asleep. Her body was exhausted by all that they'd been doing. She was placed in a bed so she could get some proper rest. It would be soon that they would have to leave the room. Vegeta was most likely getting very impatient with them.
~*
Cell glared at the girl who stood before him. "Well now, where have you been? You missed my evolution."
"Why would I want to see it?" she shot back. "Even though you aren't so ugly now, your soul contains no light and is full of hate." Her voice was angered; for she knew that he had killed many on his quest for power. "There will be one to bring you down."
He laughed harshly. "You missed your chance at greatness, to be part of perfection."
"Perfection? Ha. Yea right. You must get your ego from Vegeta. But yours is much worse than his is."
*~
She woke sharply, startled by her dream. The blankets fell away from her upper body as she sat up. Her breathing steadied as she calmed down. How did he manage that? It should have been impossible, him contacting me through my dreams. The Namek came in, finding her awake.
"How are you feeling?"
"I still feel a little tired."
He gently pushed her back down to the bed. "Then rest. Our time will be up tomorrow, and if you aren't ready to fight because you over trained, then the group will be at a disadvantage." The girl's eyes slid closed in weariness. She soon fell into a deep sleep, replenishing her body's ability to control her energy.
I can see why Nail was so close to her. She's a person that won't give up on anyone or anything as long as there is hope. And in spite of all the horrors she's seen, she's so innocent. It hasn't changed her one bit.
Piccolo went back to his own training, realizing, just then, how much she'd improved. Her own style of training was very different, meant to maximize power and strength in an extended period of time, such as the year in the time chamber. She'd improved greatly, and her power now surpassed his own. Was that the way of training that she'd learned from Nail; the Old Way of Namek?
That, and she knew how to seemingly multiply her fighting power just by unleashing it. This amazon was one that would never give up. Not even if she was spent. She was very hard to come across. And it was almost as though she were a blue diamond found in a clutch of normal ones in a coal mine.
AUTHOR: Echo the Nymph
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the show.
NOTE: I skip time passages in this story too. Most often, between the chapters.
Chapter 9
Anemone looked on in shock as Piccolo pulled her into the chamber with him. She knew she needed this training, it could prove to be invaluable to her. Then, she felt like her blood was being pulled into her feet. "The gravity in this place is so much stronger than what I'm used to." She widened her stance to absorb more of the stress from her muscles.
He grunted. "Don't worry. You'll adapt quickly." The warrior silently walked out to the training area. "Come on!" came the sharp command. She hesitantly walked out to him, nearly falling over as the gravity became intensified. Then, the two got to work. The room was sheer torture for the girl, as she had a long way to go to gain total control of her new powers. Like her friends, she would not give up on herself.
Late during their training session, Piccolo found his young student unconscious on the floor. He lifted her up, relieved to find that she was only asleep. Her body was exhausted by all that they'd been doing. She was placed in a bed so she could get some proper rest. It would be soon that they would have to leave the room. Vegeta was most likely getting very impatient with them.
~*
Cell glared at the girl who stood before him. "Well now, where have you been? You missed my evolution."
"Why would I want to see it?" she shot back. "Even though you aren't so ugly now, your soul contains no light and is full of hate." Her voice was angered; for she knew that he had killed many on his quest for power. "There will be one to bring you down."
He laughed harshly. "You missed your chance at greatness, to be part of perfection."
"Perfection? Ha. Yea right. You must get your ego from Vegeta. But yours is much worse than his is."
*~
She woke sharply, startled by her dream. The blankets fell away from her upper body as she sat up. Her breathing steadied as she calmed down. How did he manage that? It should have been impossible, him contacting me through my dreams. The Namek came in, finding her awake.
"How are you feeling?"
"I still feel a little tired."
He gently pushed her back down to the bed. "Then rest. Our time will be up tomorrow, and if you aren't ready to fight because you over trained, then the group will be at a disadvantage." The girl's eyes slid closed in weariness. She soon fell into a deep sleep, replenishing her body's ability to control her energy.
I can see why Nail was so close to her. She's a person that won't give up on anyone or anything as long as there is hope. And in spite of all the horrors she's seen, she's so innocent. It hasn't changed her one bit.
Piccolo went back to his own training, realizing, just then, how much she'd improved. Her own style of training was very different, meant to maximize power and strength in an extended period of time, such as the year in the time chamber. She'd improved greatly, and her power now surpassed his own. Was that the way of training that she'd learned from Nail; the Old Way of Namek?
That, and she knew how to seemingly multiply her fighting power just by unleashing it. This amazon was one that would never give up. Not even if she was spent. She was very hard to come across. And it was almost as though she were a blue diamond found in a clutch of normal ones in a coal mine.