Inside the Chamber 3- the untold story of Piccolo and Jesscheaux
Written by: Jesscheaux
Disclaimer: I did not invent, nor do I own, DB/Z/GT or any of the characters. Only the ones I created.
Author's Notes: This is the final chapter to the "Inside the Chamber" trilogy. It deals with their personal feelings of the upcoming battle and their hope for the future. There is NO lemon content. Jesscheaux is pronounced: "Jeh-shay".
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"It's a tragedy, all the hate I see." Jesscheaux sighed.
"I know, but how can we stop it?" asked Piccolo.
"I wish that I knew. There's got to be a hope for the future. Otherwise, life wouldn't be worth living."
"Yes, you can't live in fear like so many often do. We've got to take a stand for what is right and end this insanity."
"United We Stand!" finished Jesscheaux as she raised her fist into the air. "We can do this, Piccolo. I believe that we can beat Newton. The darkside can not and will not prevail. For the longest time they've kept my people in . They destroyed our home. and for what? Only God knows. Newton, such a name. To just say it makes my inner being cringe."
"You're very passionate on this subject." Piccolo observed.
"That's because it really matters. The fate of the universe rests in our hands, whether we like it or not."
"Exactly. We've had this same problem many times but always mangaged to come out on top. I hope this battle will end the same."
"It will. If we work together. But this time, it's different. Newton may look like a nice, peaceful guy, but inside his stone-cold heart rages a tempest. The flames burning each day, hungering for power and destruction."
"Uh, Jesscheaux?" asked Piccolo hesitantly.
"Yeah?"
"I hate to tell you this, but I used to be just like that."
"Well, you are the son of the devil; that's to be expected. But you see you overcame the evil inside of you and became good. If only that were the case with Newton. But no, I know this spectronian: he will not stop. The darkside is his father's creation and he holds Katera in the highest esteem, even though he's gone."
"Yes, Newton and I have alot in common. But never will I ever go back to the way it used to be, when I couldn't care for anyone. That was a huge mistake to distance myself from everyone look at all I've missed out on."
"But you know the truth now. You're here with me and that's all that matters."
"I know. But Jesscheaux, the time is coming and very soon. We will emerge from the time chamber and be thrown into the real world again."
"It's going to be tough to get back into the swing of things. I just hope that all of our friends' training will go as well as ours did."
Piccolo looked over at the twin hour glasses that framed the living quarters inside the time chamber. "It's almost time."
"Hmmmm last time you said that, I was scared to death. Funny, things haven't changed much since then." said Jesscheaux.
"You're not going to want to stay in here are you?"
"Of course not! Although it has been really fun. Not to mention romantic." she said as she winked at Piccolo.
"Sure. Don't forget how much more powerful we've become."
"Yes, I'm really proud of us! I'm almost a little excited. Piccolo, once we get out of here, what are we going to do for the rest of the week?"
"Now that we've trained our bodies, it't time to train our minds. Intense meditation will be the order."
"Like the whole time?"
"Well, pretty much, yeah."
"Geez. I've seen you go into your meditating fits. You do that a little too often if you ask me. How do you stand it?"
"I enjoy the solitude and peace that it brings me. I can also focus my energy better. Yes, we'll be meditating allright."
"Ok, I'll do my best. Well? shall we say goodbye to our home?" asked Jesscheaux.
"Yeah, take one last look around, it might be awhile before we're in here again."
Jesscheaux stood up from her cross-legged position on the floor and walked out into the great white abyss that was the room of spirit and time. She lifted her hands up and then brought them quickly down. The abyss darkened and one soft spotlight shone over her.
"This place will hold a great many memories for me Piccolo. I'll always remember it for it was the place we confessed our love to one another."
Piccolo walked up into the spot-light and took her hands in his. "It will live in my heart forever, as will you. I love you."
"And I love you." Jesscheaux whispered as she leaned her head on Piccolo's chest and they began to sway back and forth as if to music.
After a few minutes the couple stopped and looked towards the door of the chamber. The room filled with light once again. One of the hour glasses was almost empty. The last grains of sand slipped down and the clock on the ceiling ticked by to a 12:00 position. Their time in the chamber was up.
Piccolo and Jesscheaux, still holding hands, walked up to the door.
"Whatever the future brings," said Piccolo, "we'll go through it together."
"Yes, our love will pull us through. This place has given my the best year of my life."
Piccolo stepped forward, followed by Jesscheaux and he placed his hand on the doorknob. "This is it." he said.
He opened the door slowly and the warriors walked out, ready to meet with destiny.
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Once upon a dream, I saw you
You were standing there with an
Unmistakeable light in your eyes
A light that was new to me,
Yet all so understood
I looked back and found my other half
You took my hand and we walked into
The distance, I found love
Once upon a dream.
-Jesscheaux 9/30/01-
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You know the rest. I was just inspired to write this as a sort've backstory to TSR. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it. Thanks for sticking with me. By the way, I have that poem posted separatly as original poetry, which it is, but I had originally wrote it from Jesscheaux's POV about her and Piccolo. Don't sue me, it's my poem!
Questions? Comments? Criticism? I'd love to hear your opinions.
TSR is continued in "TSR: The Maverick Threat" which is co-written with Steven Kunz.
Also, don't forget to check out "TSR Special Extras" for all the behind the scenes action and humor stories.
Written by: Jesscheaux
Disclaimer: I did not invent, nor do I own, DB/Z/GT or any of the characters. Only the ones I created.
Author's Notes: This is the final chapter to the "Inside the Chamber" trilogy. It deals with their personal feelings of the upcoming battle and their hope for the future. There is NO lemon content. Jesscheaux is pronounced: "Jeh-shay".
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"It's a tragedy, all the hate I see." Jesscheaux sighed.
"I know, but how can we stop it?" asked Piccolo.
"I wish that I knew. There's got to be a hope for the future. Otherwise, life wouldn't be worth living."
"Yes, you can't live in fear like so many often do. We've got to take a stand for what is right and end this insanity."
"United We Stand!" finished Jesscheaux as she raised her fist into the air. "We can do this, Piccolo. I believe that we can beat Newton. The darkside can not and will not prevail. For the longest time they've kept my people in . They destroyed our home. and for what? Only God knows. Newton, such a name. To just say it makes my inner being cringe."
"You're very passionate on this subject." Piccolo observed.
"That's because it really matters. The fate of the universe rests in our hands, whether we like it or not."
"Exactly. We've had this same problem many times but always mangaged to come out on top. I hope this battle will end the same."
"It will. If we work together. But this time, it's different. Newton may look like a nice, peaceful guy, but inside his stone-cold heart rages a tempest. The flames burning each day, hungering for power and destruction."
"Uh, Jesscheaux?" asked Piccolo hesitantly.
"Yeah?"
"I hate to tell you this, but I used to be just like that."
"Well, you are the son of the devil; that's to be expected. But you see you overcame the evil inside of you and became good. If only that were the case with Newton. But no, I know this spectronian: he will not stop. The darkside is his father's creation and he holds Katera in the highest esteem, even though he's gone."
"Yes, Newton and I have alot in common. But never will I ever go back to the way it used to be, when I couldn't care for anyone. That was a huge mistake to distance myself from everyone look at all I've missed out on."
"But you know the truth now. You're here with me and that's all that matters."
"I know. But Jesscheaux, the time is coming and very soon. We will emerge from the time chamber and be thrown into the real world again."
"It's going to be tough to get back into the swing of things. I just hope that all of our friends' training will go as well as ours did."
Piccolo looked over at the twin hour glasses that framed the living quarters inside the time chamber. "It's almost time."
"Hmmmm last time you said that, I was scared to death. Funny, things haven't changed much since then." said Jesscheaux.
"You're not going to want to stay in here are you?"
"Of course not! Although it has been really fun. Not to mention romantic." she said as she winked at Piccolo.
"Sure. Don't forget how much more powerful we've become."
"Yes, I'm really proud of us! I'm almost a little excited. Piccolo, once we get out of here, what are we going to do for the rest of the week?"
"Now that we've trained our bodies, it't time to train our minds. Intense meditation will be the order."
"Like the whole time?"
"Well, pretty much, yeah."
"Geez. I've seen you go into your meditating fits. You do that a little too often if you ask me. How do you stand it?"
"I enjoy the solitude and peace that it brings me. I can also focus my energy better. Yes, we'll be meditating allright."
"Ok, I'll do my best. Well? shall we say goodbye to our home?" asked Jesscheaux.
"Yeah, take one last look around, it might be awhile before we're in here again."
Jesscheaux stood up from her cross-legged position on the floor and walked out into the great white abyss that was the room of spirit and time. She lifted her hands up and then brought them quickly down. The abyss darkened and one soft spotlight shone over her.
"This place will hold a great many memories for me Piccolo. I'll always remember it for it was the place we confessed our love to one another."
Piccolo walked up into the spot-light and took her hands in his. "It will live in my heart forever, as will you. I love you."
"And I love you." Jesscheaux whispered as she leaned her head on Piccolo's chest and they began to sway back and forth as if to music.
After a few minutes the couple stopped and looked towards the door of the chamber. The room filled with light once again. One of the hour glasses was almost empty. The last grains of sand slipped down and the clock on the ceiling ticked by to a 12:00 position. Their time in the chamber was up.
Piccolo and Jesscheaux, still holding hands, walked up to the door.
"Whatever the future brings," said Piccolo, "we'll go through it together."
"Yes, our love will pull us through. This place has given my the best year of my life."
Piccolo stepped forward, followed by Jesscheaux and he placed his hand on the doorknob. "This is it." he said.
He opened the door slowly and the warriors walked out, ready to meet with destiny.
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Once upon a dream, I saw you
You were standing there with an
Unmistakeable light in your eyes
A light that was new to me,
Yet all so understood
I looked back and found my other half
You took my hand and we walked into
The distance, I found love
Once upon a dream.
-Jesscheaux 9/30/01-
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You know the rest. I was just inspired to write this as a sort've backstory to TSR. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it. Thanks for sticking with me. By the way, I have that poem posted separatly as original poetry, which it is, but I had originally wrote it from Jesscheaux's POV about her and Piccolo. Don't sue me, it's my poem!
Questions? Comments? Criticism? I'd love to hear your opinions.
TSR is continued in "TSR: The Maverick Threat" which is co-written with Steven Kunz.
Also, don't forget to check out "TSR Special Extras" for all the behind the scenes action and humor stories.
