VI

Piccolo felt Tomatto's ki vanish for an instant. He turned from Zanji quickly, preparing himself for whatever would happen next. Selary stood far enough away to allow Piccolo some time to defend himself if he attacked, but close enough to remain a threat. Tomatto, on the other hand, was still yet to be found. He felt a flash of energy somewhere above him in the sky, so he looked up to find it, but the second he did it was gone again. Piccolo lifted himself from the ground with a bit of ki, a small dust cloud floundered from where his ki settled to raise him up. He hadn't gotten more then twenty feet in the air before he felt a sharp pain in his back, causing him to bend over slightly. He turned as fast as he could, but by then his assailant was gone. He checked Selary... He was still in his last position. So that meant Tomatto was so fast he couldn't even detect his movements. That wasn't good.

Dammit.

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"What are you talking about? That little half saiyan bastard went through with it anyway? Even though the Grand Kai told him not to!" Vegeta, of course. He was holding Krillin up by the collar of his gi, lifting him probably three feet from the ground. Vegeta cocked his head slightly and grinned. "You are sure he violated the Grand Kai's orders?"

"Y... Ye... Yeah, Vegeta. I'm positive," the small monk blurted out nervously. He almost worried Vegeta would hit him, but instead the saiyan tossed him to the dirt. Krillin landed roughly, but since he was more a super human then anything else, only his pride was hurt.

"Get out of here," Vegeta ordered. Krillin wasted no time and immediately jumped to the air and flew away in search of his next target, putting as much distance between him and Vegeta as he could.

"So... Gohan went against the Grand Kia's orders?" Vegeta mused, his grin not receding. "Maybe he really is a saiyan. That little punk might just have some sort of honor in him after all." He said this just before closing his mind to the entire matter, returning to his training. He turned to the nearest mountain and raised a single finger. A small blast of ki erupted from it, bearing towards its target. A matter of seconds later a small ping could be heard in the distance from its impact, but nothing changed. Vegeta stood his ground, waiting. He didn't have to wait long, as the entire mountain soon erupted in a ball of fire, melting before his very eyes. Not bad... But it took a few seconds more then it should have. Maybe he should transform into a Super Saiyan next time.

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Selary zanzokened behind Piccolo, sending a punch into the namekian's spine. He bent over and spittle flew from his mouth at the sharp pain. Taking advantage, Selary took hold of Piccolo's antennae and yanked his foe up quickly, slinging him over his shoulder. Piccolo dove through the air with incredible speed, his antennae throbbing in pain. It took him a few seconds, but he managed to gain control of himself. He flipped upright, the air behind him sending a sonic boom at his abrupt stop. Piccolo floated in the air for a few seconds, glancing at the ground far below. That would be a dangerous drop if someone was sent careening towards it fast enough... He'd have to remember that.

He surveyed his opponents. Tomatto seemed no worse for the wear, as his speed ensured that Piccolo never touched him. Selary sported few cuts and bruises as well, since every time that Piccolo tried to approach him he was almost assuredly deferred by Tomatto. How the hell did Vegeta beat them if they were this strong?

His thoughts didn't last for very long, however. Tomatto disappeared, leaving a very cocky Selary alone. Piccolo reached out with his mind, trying to pin point Tomatto's ki, but he was moving to fast. No luck so far. He felt a disturbance in the air directly above him. Just as Piccolo was looking up to see what it was, he felt two fists slam into the sides of his head, punching them together. He reached up and grabbed onto Tomatto's head, palming it. Instantly he charged a ball of ki, with Tomatto's head blocking it's growth. Immediately it detonated, throwing both men in opposite directions, but damaging Tomatto much more. Piccolo didn't have much time to think about his victory, as Selery was quickly there to defend his partner. He swung his massive fist at Piccolo's head, but because of his lack of speed, Piccolo easily avoided it by crouching and dropping a few feet lower in the air. Quickly, he grasped Selery's wrist and swung him around in a complete circle twice, dizzying his opponent. Then he let go, aiming Selery for the ground far below. He had just enough time to search out for Tomatto before having to lean backwards to allow a smaller, but still deadly, fist to soar past his head. Piccolo brought his knee to the stomach of Tomatto before he had a chance to do any more damage with his super speed. Piccolo thought he heard a grunt, but was to busy with his next attack to pay much attention. He removed his knee and lifted his elbow, slamming it into the back of Tomatto, also sending him spiraling to the ground several dozen yards below.

Quickly, he lifted both his hands and charged two small ki attacks in each. He threw both of his hands down, firing them in succession. Rapidly, he pulled them back a few inches, only to thrust out again with more and more small ki attacks. Soon the air was heated with the impossible number of balls whizzing through it. The ground was nothing but a giant fireball as the entire landscape was lit up with explosions and fire, everything within a hundred feet of the epicenter was burned, all of it charred unrecognizably with the sphere's immense power. Piccolo felt his ears pop as the explosions became louder and more difficult to bear. The entire sky changed from it's regular pink hue to a darker and more appropriate green, as the energy from the ki blasts sucked in all of the light from the air to fuel their power.

He felt his arms begin to tire and palms burn as the energy balls he threw came more ferociously and were thrown with more vigor then he was willing to spare at this point in the match. He began to slow down his expulsion of ki attacks until he came to a stopping point a few seconds later. He panted heavily, then pressed his hands together. He concentrated on his power, then he pulled them apart, revealing a relatively large ball of green ki. He lifted it above his head, then threw it downwards. It moved rather quickly for such a large size, reaching its destination in less then five seconds, disappearing in the sea of orange. The fire and random energy floating randomly around the point of contact pulled towards the center of the contact point, just before exploding in a hale of fire, ki and heat. The entire sky changed from green to black as all of the light was drained. Piccolo was swallowed by the darkness, his body aching from the last assault.