VIII
Piccolo wondered what the two were waiting for. He was still engrossed in smoke, leering towards the two demons, but they glanced around curiously instead of coming to his position. It was almost as if they couldn't tell where he was. And, if that was true, Piccolo told himself he shouldn't feel the least bit surprised. Back when he was alive very few enemies he ever fought could sense ki, so it only made sense that these two couldn't as well. The more he thought of it, the more he became convinced he was right. Tomatto's speed was uncanny, and Selary's strength was, as of yet, almost unrivaled. With the knowledge the two couldn't sense ki Piccolo might have the advantage he'd be waiting for.
He lifted his hands into the air above him, opening them flatly so that each faced one of the two villains. In both hands a small orb of green light appeared, giving off stray rays of light that cut through the gray walls of smoke giving cover to their creator. Selary and Tomatto glanced down at the frenzied rush of lights taking place below them, frustrated at the fact they couldn't pinpoint the source. Piccolo made sure to keep his aura suppressed in order to avoid creating a homing beacon for the two. The energy required to create the small ki attacks was minimal, as that way they would travel faster. He lowered one arm slightly, then shot it upwards violently, launching the green orb at Selary. He repeated with the other arm for Tomatto. The two were far to busy searching the sky for Piccolo to notice as the balls came zooming for them.
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"Dad, has Krillin come to see you yet?" Gohan asked nervously, still crouching on the bathroom floor his father. Goku cocked his head questioningly:
"About what?"
"I did it anyway."
"Did what?"
"You know.... I didn't do what I was supposed to do," Gohan said, feeling speckles of sweat appear on his brow.
"You didn't wipe?" Goku asked as he reached over to the toilet paper.
"No! Dad! I let Zanji and two others free in Hell!" Gohan's cheeks flamed a bright shade of red as his father put down the piece of toilet paper he recently tore from the roll.
"So you let Zanji go in Hell with Piccolo?" Goku questioned, his gaze turning stony and his ki rising slightly at the news. Gohan rubbed the back of his head and nodded. Goku turned his face downwards and looked at the ground, searching through the space of Other World to find Piccolo's ki in Hell. After a few moments he turned back to his son. "Piccolo's doing fine and Zanji's ki is so low he probably can't even walk. There are two other powers down there though that Piccolo's fighting. I can't tell if he's fighting both or only one, but both are lower then his so he shouldn't have any trouble with them. But..." Goku trailed off.
"What? What's wrong dad?"
"But I don't know how much of Diamao he's conquered. He might still have some evil in his heart, and if he does he might end up erasing those two powers down there," Goku said, his mind already working on his next move. Gohan understood what his father had in mind before another word could be spoken. Again, Gohan nodded his head. Goku smiled and placed one hand on Gohan's shoulder, the other hand stretched two fingers on his forehead. Then they disappeared.
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Tomatto was the first to take a blast to the chest. It was to sudden for him to even let out a scream of pain before he was soaring through the air, the green ball still churning and twisting, trying to make it's way into his chest. Selary, however, did notice it. But he was to slow to move out of the way, and because of his height disadvantage the blast did not impact his chest; but instead it browsed by his face, burning him slightly before it continued on it's way into the air. Selary smiled at his fortune. Or, he would have smiled had Piccolo not appeared immediately after the blast vanished. The namekian wasted no time in launching his assault, as he immediately lowered his elbow harshly into Selary's skull. He could feel it sink in an inch before his arm stopped moving. He removed it and immediately blood poured across the yellow man's head. Selary's blood was a bright blue and very thick. A few specks were still on Piccolo's elbow, which were quickly removed with a quick flick of the wrist of his opposing arm. He lent out his mind to see how much power Selary still held in his compact form and found... none. Selary was on the brink of being erased.
"He deserves it," Piccolo stated bluntly before firing two blasts from his eyes, aimed straight for Selary's forehead. They would have killed him, had not Goku arrived milliseconds beforehand to take the lasers in his forehead instead.
"Ow!" Goku yelped suddenly, rubbing his forehead thoroughly. Piccolo apologized and cursed silently to himself for coming close to taking another's life. That was twice in one day he'd tried to commit murder. He didn't know how much longer he could live with Diamao.
Piccolo wondered what the two were waiting for. He was still engrossed in smoke, leering towards the two demons, but they glanced around curiously instead of coming to his position. It was almost as if they couldn't tell where he was. And, if that was true, Piccolo told himself he shouldn't feel the least bit surprised. Back when he was alive very few enemies he ever fought could sense ki, so it only made sense that these two couldn't as well. The more he thought of it, the more he became convinced he was right. Tomatto's speed was uncanny, and Selary's strength was, as of yet, almost unrivaled. With the knowledge the two couldn't sense ki Piccolo might have the advantage he'd be waiting for.
He lifted his hands into the air above him, opening them flatly so that each faced one of the two villains. In both hands a small orb of green light appeared, giving off stray rays of light that cut through the gray walls of smoke giving cover to their creator. Selary and Tomatto glanced down at the frenzied rush of lights taking place below them, frustrated at the fact they couldn't pinpoint the source. Piccolo made sure to keep his aura suppressed in order to avoid creating a homing beacon for the two. The energy required to create the small ki attacks was minimal, as that way they would travel faster. He lowered one arm slightly, then shot it upwards violently, launching the green orb at Selary. He repeated with the other arm for Tomatto. The two were far to busy searching the sky for Piccolo to notice as the balls came zooming for them.
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"Dad, has Krillin come to see you yet?" Gohan asked nervously, still crouching on the bathroom floor his father. Goku cocked his head questioningly:
"About what?"
"I did it anyway."
"Did what?"
"You know.... I didn't do what I was supposed to do," Gohan said, feeling speckles of sweat appear on his brow.
"You didn't wipe?" Goku asked as he reached over to the toilet paper.
"No! Dad! I let Zanji and two others free in Hell!" Gohan's cheeks flamed a bright shade of red as his father put down the piece of toilet paper he recently tore from the roll.
"So you let Zanji go in Hell with Piccolo?" Goku questioned, his gaze turning stony and his ki rising slightly at the news. Gohan rubbed the back of his head and nodded. Goku turned his face downwards and looked at the ground, searching through the space of Other World to find Piccolo's ki in Hell. After a few moments he turned back to his son. "Piccolo's doing fine and Zanji's ki is so low he probably can't even walk. There are two other powers down there though that Piccolo's fighting. I can't tell if he's fighting both or only one, but both are lower then his so he shouldn't have any trouble with them. But..." Goku trailed off.
"What? What's wrong dad?"
"But I don't know how much of Diamao he's conquered. He might still have some evil in his heart, and if he does he might end up erasing those two powers down there," Goku said, his mind already working on his next move. Gohan understood what his father had in mind before another word could be spoken. Again, Gohan nodded his head. Goku smiled and placed one hand on Gohan's shoulder, the other hand stretched two fingers on his forehead. Then they disappeared.
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Tomatto was the first to take a blast to the chest. It was to sudden for him to even let out a scream of pain before he was soaring through the air, the green ball still churning and twisting, trying to make it's way into his chest. Selary, however, did notice it. But he was to slow to move out of the way, and because of his height disadvantage the blast did not impact his chest; but instead it browsed by his face, burning him slightly before it continued on it's way into the air. Selary smiled at his fortune. Or, he would have smiled had Piccolo not appeared immediately after the blast vanished. The namekian wasted no time in launching his assault, as he immediately lowered his elbow harshly into Selary's skull. He could feel it sink in an inch before his arm stopped moving. He removed it and immediately blood poured across the yellow man's head. Selary's blood was a bright blue and very thick. A few specks were still on Piccolo's elbow, which were quickly removed with a quick flick of the wrist of his opposing arm. He lent out his mind to see how much power Selary still held in his compact form and found... none. Selary was on the brink of being erased.
"He deserves it," Piccolo stated bluntly before firing two blasts from his eyes, aimed straight for Selary's forehead. They would have killed him, had not Goku arrived milliseconds beforehand to take the lasers in his forehead instead.
"Ow!" Goku yelped suddenly, rubbing his forehead thoroughly. Piccolo apologized and cursed silently to himself for coming close to taking another's life. That was twice in one day he'd tried to commit murder. He didn't know how much longer he could live with Diamao.