Corridors of the Mind
by Shell Lee
It had all started last shore leave. The guys all had plans and Piccolo was no exception. At least that was before he found out Lucas wouldn't be joing him.
"What do ya mean ya don't wanna go?" Tony was desperate he didn't want to be alone this shore leave. Something deep down inside was telling him if he was alone something bad would happen to him but he wasn't about to tell Lucas that.
"I mean I'm just not up to going to a nightclub. There's a show with the latest software around here and I want to see that." Lucas had no idea why Tony was so worked up. Piccolo'd have a fun time without him tagging along. He should be overjoyed that Lucas wasn't coming with him. "Look if you want you can come with me to the show."
Piccolo looked like he was actually having a hard time deciding but finally said, "Na, you go. I'll find somethin'' else ta do."
"Ok I'll see you on the boat." Piccolo watched as his last chance for safety walked away. He was tempted to run after Walnchek but stayed.
Tony shook his head. This feeling stuff was awful. It was only because of that recent event with the dream that he even considered it was unsafe for him to be alone. Man he couldn't believe he was so gullible. Armed with that thought to keep the feelings away he walked off in the opposite direction that Lucas had taken and consequently didn't see the figure in the shadows silently follow him.
***
"Captain, can I talk to you?" Wendy was outside the captain's quarters. After Lucas' long recovery from Clay Marshal's invasion of his mind she didn't know how the captain would react to her request.
"Sure, Wendy come on in." He sounded tired, worn out from all the paper work he had to do. She felt sorry for him and wanted to leave him to his work but it wasn't like this could wait until morning. She had been putting it off and tomorrow Tony's shore leave ended. This had to be handled before then.
Dr. Smith walked in to the office. The captain stood and offered her a chair. Sitting down, Wendy started to say what she came here to ask him.
"Captain, I need to talk to you about," she took a deep breath, "Tony. It's not safe for him to be a psychic aware of his powers and not know how to use them. It puts him in unnecessary danger and I would like permission to train him."
The captain listened to this and sighed. "I want to protect my crew. If you think Piccolo will be dangerous to..."
"No, he won't be a danger to the crew but it will be dangerous for him. His powers will grow. If he doesn't know how to use them then they will do things that no one will be able to predict or prevent. They won't hurt the crew but it would be pretty bad for them. And that's not the only danger." She took a deep breath to explain the intricate dangers for someone who doesn't know how to use their powers when they know about them.
***
The man Wendy and the captain were talking about was currently entering a bar hoping to get drunk and pick up a chick for the night. Nothing serious he just wanted some fun for the night. Of course it went without saying she'd be just as drunk as he was so she wouldn't rember that he had gills or a whole lot else but finding someone like that shouldn't be a problem in a bar.
Tony walked up to the bar and sat down next to a beautiful woman and, using some lame-ass pick-up line, he actually started a conversation. Tony bought her some drinks and the evening went pretty well from there. They finally had enough of talking and she invited him up to her room. Funny he didn't think he had told her his name. Or vice versa. Oh well time enough to figure that out later.
Piccolo was so wrapped up and drunk in what he was doing he never even noticed the stranger staring at him from the corner. He didn't see the shadowy figure follow him up to the room. So he never saw the dart gun with the tranquilizers in it. Not once before he found one in his back.
by Shell Lee
It had all started last shore leave. The guys all had plans and Piccolo was no exception. At least that was before he found out Lucas wouldn't be joing him.
"What do ya mean ya don't wanna go?" Tony was desperate he didn't want to be alone this shore leave. Something deep down inside was telling him if he was alone something bad would happen to him but he wasn't about to tell Lucas that.
"I mean I'm just not up to going to a nightclub. There's a show with the latest software around here and I want to see that." Lucas had no idea why Tony was so worked up. Piccolo'd have a fun time without him tagging along. He should be overjoyed that Lucas wasn't coming with him. "Look if you want you can come with me to the show."
Piccolo looked like he was actually having a hard time deciding but finally said, "Na, you go. I'll find somethin'' else ta do."
"Ok I'll see you on the boat." Piccolo watched as his last chance for safety walked away. He was tempted to run after Walnchek but stayed.
Tony shook his head. This feeling stuff was awful. It was only because of that recent event with the dream that he even considered it was unsafe for him to be alone. Man he couldn't believe he was so gullible. Armed with that thought to keep the feelings away he walked off in the opposite direction that Lucas had taken and consequently didn't see the figure in the shadows silently follow him.
***
"Captain, can I talk to you?" Wendy was outside the captain's quarters. After Lucas' long recovery from Clay Marshal's invasion of his mind she didn't know how the captain would react to her request.
"Sure, Wendy come on in." He sounded tired, worn out from all the paper work he had to do. She felt sorry for him and wanted to leave him to his work but it wasn't like this could wait until morning. She had been putting it off and tomorrow Tony's shore leave ended. This had to be handled before then.
Dr. Smith walked in to the office. The captain stood and offered her a chair. Sitting down, Wendy started to say what she came here to ask him.
"Captain, I need to talk to you about," she took a deep breath, "Tony. It's not safe for him to be a psychic aware of his powers and not know how to use them. It puts him in unnecessary danger and I would like permission to train him."
The captain listened to this and sighed. "I want to protect my crew. If you think Piccolo will be dangerous to..."
"No, he won't be a danger to the crew but it will be dangerous for him. His powers will grow. If he doesn't know how to use them then they will do things that no one will be able to predict or prevent. They won't hurt the crew but it would be pretty bad for them. And that's not the only danger." She took a deep breath to explain the intricate dangers for someone who doesn't know how to use their powers when they know about them.
***
The man Wendy and the captain were talking about was currently entering a bar hoping to get drunk and pick up a chick for the night. Nothing serious he just wanted some fun for the night. Of course it went without saying she'd be just as drunk as he was so she wouldn't rember that he had gills or a whole lot else but finding someone like that shouldn't be a problem in a bar.
Tony walked up to the bar and sat down next to a beautiful woman and, using some lame-ass pick-up line, he actually started a conversation. Tony bought her some drinks and the evening went pretty well from there. They finally had enough of talking and she invited him up to her room. Funny he didn't think he had told her his name. Or vice versa. Oh well time enough to figure that out later.
Piccolo was so wrapped up and drunk in what he was doing he never even noticed the stranger staring at him from the corner. He didn't see the shadowy figure follow him up to the room. So he never saw the dart gun with the tranquilizers in it. Not once before he found one in his back.