"Do you really think so, Piccolo," Dende asked.
"It's the only plausible explanation I can come up with," he replied.
"Who is Namek's Champion now," Goku asked.
"There isn't one now," Dende responded matter-of-factly.
Piccolo's nose crinkled as if some foul smell had passed his way. "Why aren't there anymore?"
"I don't know Piccolo. The legend says that when the last Champion died, there was no one left to replace him, so the last Champion's spirit was absorbed into the planet. There was no body left to bury."
"And planet Namek blew up," Goku added.
"Wonderful," Piccolo mumbled, "History comes back to bite us in the ass again."
Niy's eyes shot open and quickly darted over the three forms in her vision. She jumped to her feet and landed badly, almost losing her balance.
"Welcome back to reality," spat Piccolo.
Niy's eyes scanned her surroundings quickly and found them to be nothing like the island she last remembered.
"Where have you taken me," she asked in a threatening tone.
"Somewhere where you can't hurt people," Goku said smartly.
"And what are you going to do with me? I suppose I am at your every mercy," she growled, eyeing the three down and trying to form a plan of escape.
"Yes," Piccolo gruffly replied, "You are and the first thing you can do is put away any ideas of escape out of your head because it's not going to happen."
Niy scowled, "Get out of my head, Namek."
Piccolo returned an even uglier scowl and hissed, "I didn't need to go into your cracked head to see what you were about to do, freak."
Goku shook his head in frustration. "Look, I'm, sure you can handle things here Piccolo. I have to go home and see if we have to buy more kitchenware. Bye!" And with those last words, Goku put two fingers to his head and disappeared.
"Great," muttered Piccolo, "So I get stuck with the freak."
Niy bit back a retort, knowing she was too weak to back up her words. Her nails dug into her fleshy palm as she clenched her fists in shame.
"If you're not going to talk, then I have no use for you," Piccolo stated darkly. "Perhaps Mr. Popo can find work for you to do."
"Perhaps he can do the work on his own," Niy retorted, so angry she could burst. "I'm not your slave, your servant, or another measly little Namek for you to manipulate. I am Niy, an organic creation of Dr. Gero, a fighter who has a free will to pick and choose who I want to fight and when I want to do it. I didn't want to wash up on the island, and I didn't want to see your ugly face, but I guess we all don't get what we want now do we?!"
Piccolo bared his teeth in sudden anger and slapped Niy hard across her face with the back of his hand. The sound of a giant "crack" shattered the area when he made contact, and Niy fell on her side on the tiled floor.
Niy spat the blood out of her mouth and used a carefully balanced hand to wipe the dribble of blood that had dripped down her chin from her lower lip. She glared at Piccolo then with a hate so pure and thick that it seemed to smother the air around her.
Dende looked back and forth between Piccolo and Niy with frightful eyes. He hoped that they wouldn't blow up his home. Mr. Popo had just finished the major revisions from Garlic Jr.'s reign of terror!
Niy got up slowly and purposefully. With a steady gait and firm footing she walked over to Piccolo, grabbed his shirt, and lifted him into the air with her left hand.
"Do NOT mock me, Piccolo," she said in a voice heavy with poison. "At my full strength you would never stand a chance. You want to know something about my past? Know this; Dr. Gero worked for a far deeper, stronger, and more evil cause that that of the Red Ribbon Army and that cause is coming to Earth. It will win." With those full words, she let go of Piccolo who easily landed on his feet.
"What do you mean? What is this 'cause' you're telling me about," Piccolo demanded angrily.
Niy smirked and said nothing. Piccolo tried breaking into her mind, but she had wiped away any significant thought he would want to trace.
Dende thought for a minute and his eyes unfocused. His mind sped from the safety of Earth's blanketing atmosphere and into the empty space of the solar system. His eyes widened in fear as he said, "Piccolo, there's a space pod entering our solar system."
Piccolo gaped at him in shock, totally unsure if what to do.
Niy's smile grew as the Namek's discomfort did. "They're coming," she said.
"It's the only plausible explanation I can come up with," he replied.
"Who is Namek's Champion now," Goku asked.
"There isn't one now," Dende responded matter-of-factly.
Piccolo's nose crinkled as if some foul smell had passed his way. "Why aren't there anymore?"
"I don't know Piccolo. The legend says that when the last Champion died, there was no one left to replace him, so the last Champion's spirit was absorbed into the planet. There was no body left to bury."
"And planet Namek blew up," Goku added.
"Wonderful," Piccolo mumbled, "History comes back to bite us in the ass again."
Niy's eyes shot open and quickly darted over the three forms in her vision. She jumped to her feet and landed badly, almost losing her balance.
"Welcome back to reality," spat Piccolo.
Niy's eyes scanned her surroundings quickly and found them to be nothing like the island she last remembered.
"Where have you taken me," she asked in a threatening tone.
"Somewhere where you can't hurt people," Goku said smartly.
"And what are you going to do with me? I suppose I am at your every mercy," she growled, eyeing the three down and trying to form a plan of escape.
"Yes," Piccolo gruffly replied, "You are and the first thing you can do is put away any ideas of escape out of your head because it's not going to happen."
Niy scowled, "Get out of my head, Namek."
Piccolo returned an even uglier scowl and hissed, "I didn't need to go into your cracked head to see what you were about to do, freak."
Goku shook his head in frustration. "Look, I'm, sure you can handle things here Piccolo. I have to go home and see if we have to buy more kitchenware. Bye!" And with those last words, Goku put two fingers to his head and disappeared.
"Great," muttered Piccolo, "So I get stuck with the freak."
Niy bit back a retort, knowing she was too weak to back up her words. Her nails dug into her fleshy palm as she clenched her fists in shame.
"If you're not going to talk, then I have no use for you," Piccolo stated darkly. "Perhaps Mr. Popo can find work for you to do."
"Perhaps he can do the work on his own," Niy retorted, so angry she could burst. "I'm not your slave, your servant, or another measly little Namek for you to manipulate. I am Niy, an organic creation of Dr. Gero, a fighter who has a free will to pick and choose who I want to fight and when I want to do it. I didn't want to wash up on the island, and I didn't want to see your ugly face, but I guess we all don't get what we want now do we?!"
Piccolo bared his teeth in sudden anger and slapped Niy hard across her face with the back of his hand. The sound of a giant "crack" shattered the area when he made contact, and Niy fell on her side on the tiled floor.
Niy spat the blood out of her mouth and used a carefully balanced hand to wipe the dribble of blood that had dripped down her chin from her lower lip. She glared at Piccolo then with a hate so pure and thick that it seemed to smother the air around her.
Dende looked back and forth between Piccolo and Niy with frightful eyes. He hoped that they wouldn't blow up his home. Mr. Popo had just finished the major revisions from Garlic Jr.'s reign of terror!
Niy got up slowly and purposefully. With a steady gait and firm footing she walked over to Piccolo, grabbed his shirt, and lifted him into the air with her left hand.
"Do NOT mock me, Piccolo," she said in a voice heavy with poison. "At my full strength you would never stand a chance. You want to know something about my past? Know this; Dr. Gero worked for a far deeper, stronger, and more evil cause that that of the Red Ribbon Army and that cause is coming to Earth. It will win." With those full words, she let go of Piccolo who easily landed on his feet.
"What do you mean? What is this 'cause' you're telling me about," Piccolo demanded angrily.
Niy smirked and said nothing. Piccolo tried breaking into her mind, but she had wiped away any significant thought he would want to trace.
Dende thought for a minute and his eyes unfocused. His mind sped from the safety of Earth's blanketing atmosphere and into the empty space of the solar system. His eyes widened in fear as he said, "Piccolo, there's a space pod entering our solar system."
Piccolo gaped at him in shock, totally unsure if what to do.
Niy's smile grew as the Namek's discomfort did. "They're coming," she said.