"Who's coming," demanded Piccolo. When Niy didn't answer, Piccolo
said, "Damn you," and shoved her against a temple wall. "Tell me what's
coming!"
"Get your hands off me," Niy spat, snarling in anger.
"You have ten seconds before I go and search for the answer in your head. You will feel a pain unlike anything you've known," Piccolo growled.
"If I can survive drowning then I can survive anything you can dish out!'
Piccolo roared with frustration as he punched her deep and hard into her gut. She hunched over in breathless pain as he kicked her across the tiled floor, her back slamming against a tree. Niy screamed in pain from the sudden impact, but gritted her teeth and clenched her fists. She limped to her feet and bent over and snapped a dislocated knee back into place. She stretched her muscles and relaxed into a cool confidence.
"Just try and get into my head and we'll see what happens."
Piccolo murmured some bad Namek words and formed his mind into an arrowhead, launching it into Niy's consciousness. He found himself up against fantastic mental wards, and his mind was barreled away from his target. Narrowing his consciousness, Piccolo reshaped it into a complete arrow and sped himself into Niy with all of his might. To his surprise he found that no matter how hard he impaled himself onto them, he couldn't break through. With a gasp from his body, Piccolo retreated back to his own head.
"Try it again and see what happens," Niy sneered haughtily. "It's too bad you do not know what occupies the space pod. It makes me wonder- how do you know if it's friend or foe?"
"You said-" the Namek started.
"I said nothing," Niy hammered back. "If you are so intent on seeing the being who is in there, let me give you a word of advice," Niy stiffly spoke and paused to make sure she was clear.
Piccolo mutely snarled and waited for her reply.
Niy frowned and yelled, "Go to the fucking ship and find out for yourself, jackass!"
Piccolo felt the little red line snap inside of him; he was so infuriated. He had had enough. He spread his legs, fisted his hands, bent his arms to his sides, and powered up for all that he was worth.
The tile floor shattered as white flames licked and teased his green figure. Pieces of stone spiked themselves through and up in the air while the clouds swelled and covered the extra light given off by the sun. He yelled in his deep, throaty, demonic voice as the surf of power crashed through his veins and drenched the rest of his body in levels upon levels of ki.
Niy raised her hands over her head, trying to shield herself from the shards of rock that launched themselves into the fray and onto her already bruised body. She gazed into Piccolo's blanked eyes that were dripping with rage and a desire for blood, woth a surprise and a horror.
"There's no backing out now," Niy thought to herself as Piccolo's focus twisted inside of her. "There's only the fight and even if I'm not myself, I'll be damned if I let him make a fool out of me."
"Get your hands off me," Niy spat, snarling in anger.
"You have ten seconds before I go and search for the answer in your head. You will feel a pain unlike anything you've known," Piccolo growled.
"If I can survive drowning then I can survive anything you can dish out!'
Piccolo roared with frustration as he punched her deep and hard into her gut. She hunched over in breathless pain as he kicked her across the tiled floor, her back slamming against a tree. Niy screamed in pain from the sudden impact, but gritted her teeth and clenched her fists. She limped to her feet and bent over and snapped a dislocated knee back into place. She stretched her muscles and relaxed into a cool confidence.
"Just try and get into my head and we'll see what happens."
Piccolo murmured some bad Namek words and formed his mind into an arrowhead, launching it into Niy's consciousness. He found himself up against fantastic mental wards, and his mind was barreled away from his target. Narrowing his consciousness, Piccolo reshaped it into a complete arrow and sped himself into Niy with all of his might. To his surprise he found that no matter how hard he impaled himself onto them, he couldn't break through. With a gasp from his body, Piccolo retreated back to his own head.
"Try it again and see what happens," Niy sneered haughtily. "It's too bad you do not know what occupies the space pod. It makes me wonder- how do you know if it's friend or foe?"
"You said-" the Namek started.
"I said nothing," Niy hammered back. "If you are so intent on seeing the being who is in there, let me give you a word of advice," Niy stiffly spoke and paused to make sure she was clear.
Piccolo mutely snarled and waited for her reply.
Niy frowned and yelled, "Go to the fucking ship and find out for yourself, jackass!"
Piccolo felt the little red line snap inside of him; he was so infuriated. He had had enough. He spread his legs, fisted his hands, bent his arms to his sides, and powered up for all that he was worth.
The tile floor shattered as white flames licked and teased his green figure. Pieces of stone spiked themselves through and up in the air while the clouds swelled and covered the extra light given off by the sun. He yelled in his deep, throaty, demonic voice as the surf of power crashed through his veins and drenched the rest of his body in levels upon levels of ki.
Niy raised her hands over her head, trying to shield herself from the shards of rock that launched themselves into the fray and onto her already bruised body. She gazed into Piccolo's blanked eyes that were dripping with rage and a desire for blood, woth a surprise and a horror.
"There's no backing out now," Niy thought to herself as Piccolo's focus twisted inside of her. "There's only the fight and even if I'm not myself, I'll be damned if I let him make a fool out of me."