Chapter 6
Piccolo awoke, and found himself pinned against a cavern wall, standing up. He was being bound by some sort of energy restraint that was melded tightly to his limbs. Piccolo noticed two voices talking, One he didn't recognize at all. The sound of the other man was familiar, but he couldn't quite place the voice.
"How am I to help you defeat the other Z Warriors? The only one I can beat is Yamcha, and that's becoming difficult to do. He may have even surpassed me by now," he heard Pikkon say. It almost sounded as if he was arguing.
"Don't worry, my friend. As soon as Piccolo and I become whole again, I will be able to increase your power by much. Every Namek has the power to release the "inner power" of an individual. I believe Guru, the guardian of my home planet, released the "inner power" of Gohan and Krillin when they first visited the planet. I will be able to do the same for you," the second voice said. Piccolo recognized it, but yet again, he couldn't place it exactly. He also noted that his assailant was a Namekian.
"Diamao..." Pikkon said. He continued talking, but Piccolo had only focused on that one word. Piccolo Diamao... the name of Piccolo's father.
"He died before I was born... Is it possible that he has spent all that time here, in Hell, plotting? Is it another Diamao?" Piccolo wondered. He knew that the latter wasn't true however. "No, no it's my Diamao. He must have a grudge... And he's planning on becoming whole with me? This isn't good. Namekian fusions are for good."
Piccolo looked at his restraints. He was being held up against a wall by ki straps, suspending his arms, legs and head in place. Not good. He couldn't raise his power level high enough to break through them unless he wanted to get noticed by Diamao and Pikkon. Of course, the alternative was spending the rest of eternity sharing the same body. Piccolo raised his power slightly, testing his limits to see if Diamao and Pikkon noticed it. They didn't. He decided to test how strong the ki restraints were, and pushed some of his body against it.
"Aaaaaaaaaaargh!" He bellowed immediately. Once he had put some force into rebelling against the straps, he was immediately pushed against the cavern wall, jolts resounding through his body. The ki straps were powerful... at least he knew that much. But the most disturbing thing he noticed was that the voices outside had stopped talking. They must have heard him... That sucks.
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"So when I relea... Did you hear that?" Diamao asked, cocking his head to the side, letting his ear show into the wind. Pikkon, who was listening intently to Diamao, had heard a scream, he thought.
"Yes, I noticed it as well. It appears that Piccolo has awoken. And that he has tested how strong his restraints are," Pikkon smiled at that. Then thought, "The bastard deserves it, afterall."
"I agree, he's woken up. Let's go pay him a visit."
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Piccolo was still recuperating from the jolt of energy when Diamao and Pikkon entered the chamber. In the dark light he couldn't see either of their faces, and could barely make out their outlines. They walked slowly, as if they weren't in any hurry. They knew that he couldn't escape, and they knew that he couldn't fight back. It was their way of telling him, "Yes. Now you are the weakling. You're the one at our mercy. Not the other way around. Not anymore."
Diamao approached Piccolo slowly, Pikkon following him closely behind him. Diamao stopped a few feet from his counterpart, and turned his head, as if studying him. Piccolo stayed quiet, waiting for the other Namekian to make the first attempt at speaking. Diamao decided to take the initiative.
"So, Piccolo. How have you been?" Diamao asked, a grin spread across his lips. Piccolo didn't answer and merely glared at his captor. At this, Diamao's smile opened even wider. "Why, Piccolo. Son. What's wrong? Don't you want to talk to me? After all, we have a lifetime of secrets to share. Oh so many! Here, why don't I start? I'm going to kill your friends. How's that?" Piccolo raised his head slightly.
"You do know that I'm nothing compared to them. I'm the weakest one out there next to the humans."
"Of course I know that, I'm no fool. That is why we're going to fuse," he stated bluntly. He was waiting for any reaction from Piccolo, but received none. "You're not surprised?
"No, I heard you outside. But, you know, if you fuse with me, it'll be for good. You will never be able to separate yourself from me. Ever."
"Of course I know that. What's your point?"
"That when we fuse, we'll be trapped together for an eternity. We'll always be together, no matter what. You can never get rid of me, and I can never get rid of you. Once we fuse, that's it. There's no going back!" Piccolo told him. His voice had been steadily rising throughout the entire affair, ending in a scream. Diamao laughed.
"There's no turning back now. You think I can just let you go and me and Pikkon will just be allowed to go on? Oh please, I'm not that stupid. No, no we're going to fuse. And when we do, we'll be even stronger then Goku and his friends. Hell, we'll be the strongest beings in the entire universe. Now then, get ready," Diamao slithered out. Pikkon was still standing behind him, watching, quite interested. Diamao placed a flat hand onto Piccolo's chest. Once Piccolo felt that, he immediately tried to attack Diamao, but as soon as he moved an incredible shock resounded through his body, crumpling him to the wall.
"Ha ha! What did you think was going to happen, son? You don't think I'd actually give you some sort of way to escape? Sorry, but I'm not that stupid. Now then, lie still and prepare yourself... We're still going to be using your body, don't worry. My body is old... Yours is much more agile," Diamao told Piccolo to "comfort" him. He put his hand back onto Piccolo's chest and started to concentrate.
Piccolo awoke, and found himself pinned against a cavern wall, standing up. He was being bound by some sort of energy restraint that was melded tightly to his limbs. Piccolo noticed two voices talking, One he didn't recognize at all. The sound of the other man was familiar, but he couldn't quite place the voice.
"How am I to help you defeat the other Z Warriors? The only one I can beat is Yamcha, and that's becoming difficult to do. He may have even surpassed me by now," he heard Pikkon say. It almost sounded as if he was arguing.
"Don't worry, my friend. As soon as Piccolo and I become whole again, I will be able to increase your power by much. Every Namek has the power to release the "inner power" of an individual. I believe Guru, the guardian of my home planet, released the "inner power" of Gohan and Krillin when they first visited the planet. I will be able to do the same for you," the second voice said. Piccolo recognized it, but yet again, he couldn't place it exactly. He also noted that his assailant was a Namekian.
"Diamao..." Pikkon said. He continued talking, but Piccolo had only focused on that one word. Piccolo Diamao... the name of Piccolo's father.
"He died before I was born... Is it possible that he has spent all that time here, in Hell, plotting? Is it another Diamao?" Piccolo wondered. He knew that the latter wasn't true however. "No, no it's my Diamao. He must have a grudge... And he's planning on becoming whole with me? This isn't good. Namekian fusions are for good."
Piccolo looked at his restraints. He was being held up against a wall by ki straps, suspending his arms, legs and head in place. Not good. He couldn't raise his power level high enough to break through them unless he wanted to get noticed by Diamao and Pikkon. Of course, the alternative was spending the rest of eternity sharing the same body. Piccolo raised his power slightly, testing his limits to see if Diamao and Pikkon noticed it. They didn't. He decided to test how strong the ki restraints were, and pushed some of his body against it.
"Aaaaaaaaaaargh!" He bellowed immediately. Once he had put some force into rebelling against the straps, he was immediately pushed against the cavern wall, jolts resounding through his body. The ki straps were powerful... at least he knew that much. But the most disturbing thing he noticed was that the voices outside had stopped talking. They must have heard him... That sucks.
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"So when I relea... Did you hear that?" Diamao asked, cocking his head to the side, letting his ear show into the wind. Pikkon, who was listening intently to Diamao, had heard a scream, he thought.
"Yes, I noticed it as well. It appears that Piccolo has awoken. And that he has tested how strong his restraints are," Pikkon smiled at that. Then thought, "The bastard deserves it, afterall."
"I agree, he's woken up. Let's go pay him a visit."
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Piccolo was still recuperating from the jolt of energy when Diamao and Pikkon entered the chamber. In the dark light he couldn't see either of their faces, and could barely make out their outlines. They walked slowly, as if they weren't in any hurry. They knew that he couldn't escape, and they knew that he couldn't fight back. It was their way of telling him, "Yes. Now you are the weakling. You're the one at our mercy. Not the other way around. Not anymore."
Diamao approached Piccolo slowly, Pikkon following him closely behind him. Diamao stopped a few feet from his counterpart, and turned his head, as if studying him. Piccolo stayed quiet, waiting for the other Namekian to make the first attempt at speaking. Diamao decided to take the initiative.
"So, Piccolo. How have you been?" Diamao asked, a grin spread across his lips. Piccolo didn't answer and merely glared at his captor. At this, Diamao's smile opened even wider. "Why, Piccolo. Son. What's wrong? Don't you want to talk to me? After all, we have a lifetime of secrets to share. Oh so many! Here, why don't I start? I'm going to kill your friends. How's that?" Piccolo raised his head slightly.
"You do know that I'm nothing compared to them. I'm the weakest one out there next to the humans."
"Of course I know that, I'm no fool. That is why we're going to fuse," he stated bluntly. He was waiting for any reaction from Piccolo, but received none. "You're not surprised?
"No, I heard you outside. But, you know, if you fuse with me, it'll be for good. You will never be able to separate yourself from me. Ever."
"Of course I know that. What's your point?"
"That when we fuse, we'll be trapped together for an eternity. We'll always be together, no matter what. You can never get rid of me, and I can never get rid of you. Once we fuse, that's it. There's no going back!" Piccolo told him. His voice had been steadily rising throughout the entire affair, ending in a scream. Diamao laughed.
"There's no turning back now. You think I can just let you go and me and Pikkon will just be allowed to go on? Oh please, I'm not that stupid. No, no we're going to fuse. And when we do, we'll be even stronger then Goku and his friends. Hell, we'll be the strongest beings in the entire universe. Now then, get ready," Diamao slithered out. Pikkon was still standing behind him, watching, quite interested. Diamao placed a flat hand onto Piccolo's chest. Once Piccolo felt that, he immediately tried to attack Diamao, but as soon as he moved an incredible shock resounded through his body, crumpling him to the wall.
"Ha ha! What did you think was going to happen, son? You don't think I'd actually give you some sort of way to escape? Sorry, but I'm not that stupid. Now then, lie still and prepare yourself... We're still going to be using your body, don't worry. My body is old... Yours is much more agile," Diamao told Piccolo to "comfort" him. He put his hand back onto Piccolo's chest and started to concentrate.