Piccolo Is A Saiyan?!?!
Author's Note: This takes place three days before the Cell Games and it's A/U so give me a break. You'll have to pretend a few things, the dragon Dende created only makes one wish. Any questions? No? Then let's begin.
"I wish Mr. Piccolo could be normal." A young voice shouts.
The great eternal dragon's voice booms. "I do not understand the wish."
"Mr. Piccolo is a Namek and he's green. People think he's scary, but they don't give him a chance."
"So you wish him to be like you? A halfling? A Saiyan? Or a Human?"
The others come flying up, including the Namek in question.
"I think Mr. Piccolo should be a Saiyan but without the tail!" Gohan beams with pride.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING GOHAN?" Piccolo shouts.
"It will be granted." The dragon's eyes glow red.
"GOHAN! No! I don't want that!" Piccolo is engulfed in a red light.
Chapter One: What were you thinking?
Piccolo is transformed. He is still the same height and still has those dark piecing eyes, but his skin is beige and no more pointed ears or antenna. And believe it or not, Piccolo has long black hair. Piccolo is a Saiyan.
Vegeta takes this opportunity to go into a frenzy of ear-wrenching chuckles, as the dragon balls disperse, not to be active for another year.
Piccolo taps his brown-clad foot impatiently. "Gohan…"
"Wow, that new powerful guy sounds just like Piccolo!" Goku says and everyone face-vaults.
The young boy runs behind his father to hide from his angry mentor. "I thought you'd be happy Mr. Piccolo. You always said if you were a Saiyan you would show Vegeta."
Vegeta raises an eyebrow, "Is that so?"
Piccolo clenches his fists. "Kid, you know this isn't right."
"Yes, this Namek can't be a Saiyan! It is completely unreasonable." Vegeta folds his arms.
Piccolo paces, trying to figure out a way to get out of this mess. Then he starts weighing the pros and cons.
Pro: He is more powerful then he could ever be as a Namek.
Pro: He is more agile.
Pro: He isn't a freak.
Pro: He could finally pound Vegeta into the ground.
Pro: He could take over the world as the most powerful being.
Con: He can't use his Namek healing powers.
Con: He… he…
"Alright. I'll try this. I'm stuck with it for a year, anyways. But kid! If you pull another stunt like that again!" Piccolo warns.
"Yes, Mr. Piccolo!"
"Wow, you have the same name as Piccolo, too! And the same clothes!" Goku points out.
"Dad, that is Mr. Piccolo." Gohan sighs. His dad can be so dense sometimes.
"Oh! Hey, why isn't he green?" Goku points at Piccolo-saiyan.
Correction, his dad is dense all the time.
Piccolo stomach rumbles and he clutches it. "What is this? This pain!"
Everyone sweat-drops.
"You are just hungry, Mr. Piccolo." Gohan says.
"But… I've never been hungry in my life." Piccolo mentally enters another con on his list.
Con: I have to eat… a lot.
Bulma comes flying up on a sky bike with some woman seated behind her. The woman has red hair and green eyes. The other woman is holding baby Trunks.
Bulma hops off the bike. "Who is that!?! He's gorgeous!"
Piccolo rolls his eyes but then locks stares with the red-head woman. The woman steps off the bike and Yamcha runs up to her.
"Hey, Sasha!"
Sasha rolls her eyes and puts her free hand on her hips.
"Bulma, why are you touching me?" Piccolo knocks Bulma's hand from his muscular forearm.
"P-p-p PICCOLO?" Bulma takes many steps back.
Sasha sighs. "He is wearing the same gi, and his eyes are a dead giveaway."
"And you are?" Piccolo raises an eyebrow, he has eyebrows!
"She is just the woman who watches the brat." Vegeta points to the young lavender haired child in Sasha's arms.
"And you know of me… how?"
"I keep pictures of you guys. She was interested in my stories." Bulma finally recovers from the shock of Piccolo, now being a Saiyan.
Sasha cradles the young child. "So this must have been a wish made on the dragon balls."
"I wished Piccolo was a Saiyan!" Gohan beams with joy.
Piccolo's stomach interrupts the conversation again.
Sasha chuckles, raising her hand to cover her mouth. "Well, someone sure is hungry. Since we're all together, why don't I cook up a meal at Capsule Corp.?"
"That's a wonderful idea, Sasha!" Bulma hops on the motorbike.
Piccolo grasps his stomach. 'How can one stand it?'
Goku offers to take everyone using instant transmission.
Everyone arrives at Capsule Corp., including a seriously distressed Namek, wait, I mean Saiyan. Piccolo is not happy, the hunger pains just seem to be getting worse.
Sasha hands Future Trunks, Baby Trunks and rushes into the kitchen. Trunks looks at himself as the littler of the two tries to pull the older ones hair. Sasha rushes to the kitchen while everyone makes themselves comfortable.
Piccolo goes and meditates by a tree. Three days and he must face Cell, how will he fight with this new body and power? His power, not only does he have the power of an ascended Super Saiyan, he has Kami and Nail's powers, as well.
"Mr. Piccolo, I'm sorry." Gohan sits beside his mentor.
Piccolo places his hand on the boy's head, "No problem, kid. I should have watched what I said around you. And I am flattered that you went to all this trouble for me."
The boy smiles, happy that Piccolo said such nice things. "You are my best friend."
"Okay, here's the first course!" Sasha shouts carrying like eighty platters of food.
Piccolo looks at the towers of plates the woman is carrying without any problem. Gohan sees his sensei's confusion and explains. "Sasha's special. She has a lot of power but she never explained where it came from."
Sasha sets the plates down on the picnic tables. "Come on, Piccolo. You have to eat. You too, Gohan."
Gohan comes running for the food with the other Saiyans. Piccolo closes his eyes.
"I assure you, it's pretty good." Sasha holds the plate under his nose.
Piccolo takes the plate, but glares at her. She gets the picture and leaves him alone to eat.
Piccolo sighs and takes a bite of the pasta. 'It's not completely inedible.'
"You'll just have to get used to it." Sasha sits next to Piccolo, with Baby Trunks and a bottle.
Piccolo eyes the woman and then returns to quenching his hunger. He will never get used to it. Especially not the pain in his chest. His body is so different, now.
**** How will Piccolo deal with hunger? What other problems will Piccolo discover with his new body? Can it be? Is Piccolo the strongest warrior? Will he be ready in time for Cell? All these questions and more... please review. ****
Author's Note: This takes place three days before the Cell Games and it's A/U so give me a break. You'll have to pretend a few things, the dragon Dende created only makes one wish. Any questions? No? Then let's begin.
"I wish Mr. Piccolo could be normal." A young voice shouts.
The great eternal dragon's voice booms. "I do not understand the wish."
"Mr. Piccolo is a Namek and he's green. People think he's scary, but they don't give him a chance."
"So you wish him to be like you? A halfling? A Saiyan? Or a Human?"
The others come flying up, including the Namek in question.
"I think Mr. Piccolo should be a Saiyan but without the tail!" Gohan beams with pride.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING GOHAN?" Piccolo shouts.
"It will be granted." The dragon's eyes glow red.
"GOHAN! No! I don't want that!" Piccolo is engulfed in a red light.
Chapter One: What were you thinking?
Piccolo is transformed. He is still the same height and still has those dark piecing eyes, but his skin is beige and no more pointed ears or antenna. And believe it or not, Piccolo has long black hair. Piccolo is a Saiyan.
Vegeta takes this opportunity to go into a frenzy of ear-wrenching chuckles, as the dragon balls disperse, not to be active for another year.
Piccolo taps his brown-clad foot impatiently. "Gohan…"
"Wow, that new powerful guy sounds just like Piccolo!" Goku says and everyone face-vaults.
The young boy runs behind his father to hide from his angry mentor. "I thought you'd be happy Mr. Piccolo. You always said if you were a Saiyan you would show Vegeta."
Vegeta raises an eyebrow, "Is that so?"
Piccolo clenches his fists. "Kid, you know this isn't right."
"Yes, this Namek can't be a Saiyan! It is completely unreasonable." Vegeta folds his arms.
Piccolo paces, trying to figure out a way to get out of this mess. Then he starts weighing the pros and cons.
Pro: He is more powerful then he could ever be as a Namek.
Pro: He is more agile.
Pro: He isn't a freak.
Pro: He could finally pound Vegeta into the ground.
Pro: He could take over the world as the most powerful being.
Con: He can't use his Namek healing powers.
Con: He… he…
"Alright. I'll try this. I'm stuck with it for a year, anyways. But kid! If you pull another stunt like that again!" Piccolo warns.
"Yes, Mr. Piccolo!"
"Wow, you have the same name as Piccolo, too! And the same clothes!" Goku points out.
"Dad, that is Mr. Piccolo." Gohan sighs. His dad can be so dense sometimes.
"Oh! Hey, why isn't he green?" Goku points at Piccolo-saiyan.
Correction, his dad is dense all the time.
Piccolo stomach rumbles and he clutches it. "What is this? This pain!"
Everyone sweat-drops.
"You are just hungry, Mr. Piccolo." Gohan says.
"But… I've never been hungry in my life." Piccolo mentally enters another con on his list.
Con: I have to eat… a lot.
Bulma comes flying up on a sky bike with some woman seated behind her. The woman has red hair and green eyes. The other woman is holding baby Trunks.
Bulma hops off the bike. "Who is that!?! He's gorgeous!"
Piccolo rolls his eyes but then locks stares with the red-head woman. The woman steps off the bike and Yamcha runs up to her.
"Hey, Sasha!"
Sasha rolls her eyes and puts her free hand on her hips.
"Bulma, why are you touching me?" Piccolo knocks Bulma's hand from his muscular forearm.
"P-p-p PICCOLO?" Bulma takes many steps back.
Sasha sighs. "He is wearing the same gi, and his eyes are a dead giveaway."
"And you are?" Piccolo raises an eyebrow, he has eyebrows!
"She is just the woman who watches the brat." Vegeta points to the young lavender haired child in Sasha's arms.
"And you know of me… how?"
"I keep pictures of you guys. She was interested in my stories." Bulma finally recovers from the shock of Piccolo, now being a Saiyan.
Sasha cradles the young child. "So this must have been a wish made on the dragon balls."
"I wished Piccolo was a Saiyan!" Gohan beams with joy.
Piccolo's stomach interrupts the conversation again.
Sasha chuckles, raising her hand to cover her mouth. "Well, someone sure is hungry. Since we're all together, why don't I cook up a meal at Capsule Corp.?"
"That's a wonderful idea, Sasha!" Bulma hops on the motorbike.
Piccolo grasps his stomach. 'How can one stand it?'
Goku offers to take everyone using instant transmission.
Everyone arrives at Capsule Corp., including a seriously distressed Namek, wait, I mean Saiyan. Piccolo is not happy, the hunger pains just seem to be getting worse.
Sasha hands Future Trunks, Baby Trunks and rushes into the kitchen. Trunks looks at himself as the littler of the two tries to pull the older ones hair. Sasha rushes to the kitchen while everyone makes themselves comfortable.
Piccolo goes and meditates by a tree. Three days and he must face Cell, how will he fight with this new body and power? His power, not only does he have the power of an ascended Super Saiyan, he has Kami and Nail's powers, as well.
"Mr. Piccolo, I'm sorry." Gohan sits beside his mentor.
Piccolo places his hand on the boy's head, "No problem, kid. I should have watched what I said around you. And I am flattered that you went to all this trouble for me."
The boy smiles, happy that Piccolo said such nice things. "You are my best friend."
"Okay, here's the first course!" Sasha shouts carrying like eighty platters of food.
Piccolo looks at the towers of plates the woman is carrying without any problem. Gohan sees his sensei's confusion and explains. "Sasha's special. She has a lot of power but she never explained where it came from."
Sasha sets the plates down on the picnic tables. "Come on, Piccolo. You have to eat. You too, Gohan."
Gohan comes running for the food with the other Saiyans. Piccolo closes his eyes.
"I assure you, it's pretty good." Sasha holds the plate under his nose.
Piccolo takes the plate, but glares at her. She gets the picture and leaves him alone to eat.
Piccolo sighs and takes a bite of the pasta. 'It's not completely inedible.'
"You'll just have to get used to it." Sasha sits next to Piccolo, with Baby Trunks and a bottle.
Piccolo eyes the woman and then returns to quenching his hunger. He will never get used to it. Especially not the pain in his chest. His body is so different, now.
**** How will Piccolo deal with hunger? What other problems will Piccolo discover with his new body? Can it be? Is Piccolo the strongest warrior? Will he be ready in time for Cell? All these questions and more... please review. ****