Chapter 14
The Grand Kai and Baba sat together, engrossed in the battles they were witnessing. They were sitting in the bleachers of the tournament room, engrossed in the bouts presented to them through Baba's crystal ball. The Grand Kai had long since stopped watching it, however. He could feel the kis as they struggled against one another, clashing through the darkness of night. The Grand Kai lazily stared through the sky, watching as they twinkled in blackness. His thoughts invaded his mind, taking presidence over the battles taking place before his very eyes.
"Pikkon... What are you thinking? You're actually fighting with the Z Warriors. I never would have believed you'd do something like this; you are one of the most powerful people in Other World, but you still think you have to prove yourself. And joining forces with Piccolo Diamao?! Are you crazy or stupid? He's going to defeat you the second that Goku is out of his way, you must know that," the Grand Kai thought, wincing as he felt Krillin's ki drop slightly. Probably the result of an attack by Pikkon. "And Vegeta, I can still feel your ki. So you must be still alive after that last assault. Impressive. But you're not in any shape to fight, I can tell that much. You barely have a drop of energy left in your body. But it looks like Diamao has left you anyway, I don't sense him near you. Doesn't mean much, I didn't feel Piccolo's energy being replaced by Diamao's either. But if he could do this to you... Then what about Goku? I know he's a lot stronger then you, but Pikkon never even powered up. My god... What's going to happen if Goku is defeated? We don't have anyone stronger then him here."
Baba watched her ball intently, ignoring the actions of the Grand Kai. Goten had just arrived at the battlefield. Pikkon's true test was about to begin.
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"What are you talking about, Krillin? That's Pikkon! He's not the enemy," Goten scolded the monk. He stood apart from all three of the bloodied fighters, not understanding what was going on.
"Goten, listen to me! Pikkon isn't the same anymore. He's changed, Piccolo Diamao warped him some how. Pikkon thinks that he's standing in Goku's spotlight or some garbage like that, and now he's trying to erase us all!" Yamcha yelled to the demi-saiyan in desperation. Both him and Krillin were bloodied and tired. Bruises were littered across their faces and chests, blood flowing freely from cuts. Yamcha was sure that he would have a few new scars to after this was over. If they won.
"But... It's Pikkon! He can't have done anything like this. I mean... he trains with Piccolo even. Piccolo wouldn't let him do something like this. It's impossible," Goten complained, looking to each of his friends, waiting for a response. Pikkon was hovering overhead, looking down on them in contempt with his arms crossed. The cold scowl printed across his face frightened Goten; fear began to creep into his heart. Maybe they were right? Pikkon might have changed for the worse.
"Listen," Krillin urged. "We don't have time to play around. Pikkon killed Tien. Diamao fused with Piccolo, and they've been training for the past month getting used to their new powers. And they know kaio-ken, which is why we can't beat Pikkon right now."
"Goten! Listen to your friends!" Pikkon called down, "I'm tired of living in Goku's shadow. I'm tired of being surpassed by all of you Z Warriors. I don't feel like going over this every time someone shows up, so can we just cut right to it? Let's fight."
Yamcha looked up at Pikkon in disgust, Pikkon met his gaze and his scowl returned.
"I'm not going to fight you, Pikkon. You're supposed to be one of my friends!"
"No. I'm not one of your friends, Goten. I never will be again, either," Pikkon uncrossed his arms and curled his hands into fists. "Now, let's begin!"
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"Dad! Are you okay, dad?" Trunks called, worry seeping into his voice. He arrived at his destination just in time to watch the big bang attack move past Vegeta. Trunks had to act quickly to catch Vegeta and stop him from falling. But he wasn't fast enough to see who it was that dealt Vegeta the damage; Trunks was almost glad of that. Whoever defeated his father was definitely strong enough to erase him too. Vegeta was still there, though. So at least they still had some sort of hope to beat this power.
Trunks' head snapped up, he felt an incredible ki flying away from his location. At first he didn't recognize it, but then he realized it was Piccolo.
"Piccolo? I guess you're following that over power; but then, why didn't you stay and help dad? I know you two don't like each other much, but that's kind of cold." Vegeta coughed, and opened one eye, blinking away the blood that was seeping into it from his forehead. His muscles tensed, and Trunks thought Vegeta was about to resist him, but then Vegeta fell limp again, his breathing shallow. Blood fell from the proud saiyan's body, falling to the ground far below. "Father..."
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Goten leaned his head to one side, letting Pikkon's fist sail past. The saiyan leaned backwards; trying to plant his foot into Pikkon's stomach, but Pikkon caught it with his hands and twisted Goten around. Krillin raged in, his kaio-ken flaring, and swung at Pikkon's head. Pikkon brought up an arm to deflect the punch, then brought his own fist up to meet Krillin's chest. With a thud, the human flew up into the air, his aura dissipating. Yamcha caught the monk and zanozkened to the railway, putting down his friend. Pikkon sent a ki blast towards Goten to distract him, then he rushed at Yamcha. Yamcha's face flooded with fear as the green man came towards him. Pikkon clenched his hand in a circle and let a ball of green energy form. He thrust his arm forwards, throwing the ball at his opponent. Yamcha took the ball right in the face and tumbled over, landing atop Krillin. Both bloody humans lay together, unconscious.
Goten pushed the ki ball into the sky, deflecting it after only a few seconds of wrestling with it. When it was finally gone, he looked over to see two bodies lying on top of each other: Yamcha and Krillin. While he was distracted, Pikkon must have finished them off so that they could finish their match.
"At least they're still there," Goten thought to himself, stancing. His hands were still burning from deflecting the ki ball, but as long as Pikkon was catching his breath too, he could recover a bit. "This has got to stop. It's got to stop now!"
Goten planted one foot in front of himself, then he rocked backwards slightly, letting everything fall onto his back leg. He felt his aura come to life, a yellow inferno surrounding his being. The heat was tremendous, burning through his gi with tremendous force. Goten threw then leaned forward quickly, forcing everything onto his front leg. He brought his arms in front of his body and launched himself at Pikkon. Blue electricity cackled down his body, a result of his power while in super saiyan 2. As he neared Pikkon, he disappeared. Years of training told Pikkon to turn around immediately whenever this happened, but he was to slow. Goten appeared behind him and punched the base of his skull, sending the green man stumbling forward, bits of blood ejecting from his mouth. Pikkon got his bearings and spun around quickly, just in time to have Goten's other fist impact his jaw, breaking the bone. Pikkon stumbled backwards, holding his chin in his hands with his eyes tightly closed, as if he was trying to block out the pain. Goten wasn't finished, however. He zanzokened low to the ground and grabbed Pikkon's ankles. He then flew backwards into the air, Pikkon dangling beneath him. Goten neared one of the few remaining buildings that still stood; he turned himself around in a 180 and flung Pikkon through the brick... or whatever passed for brick on this god forsaken planet.
Pikkon crashed through the building, rubble piling itself on top of him. He was bloody now too, his body littered with cuts and bruises inflicted by the saiyan. He searched for Goten's ki, a technique taught to him by Piccolo long ago, attempting to locate his position. The super saiyan was hovering a few dozen feet away from the debris Pikkon was piled in, keeping his distance safe enough until Pikkon revealed himself.
"Alright, kid" Pikkon thought, "You want to get serious? I can do that. I know just what to do."
"Kaio-ken!"
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Goku walked through the halls of the capitol building carefully. Gohan was behind him, listening for any movement. The building they were in was made out of brick, the structure obviously made for an ancient feel. It had no lights, but instead torches hung every dozen feet on either side of the halls. Tapestries of strange animals with anywhere from six to eight limbs hung every couple hundred feet, as if symbols of something that Goku couldn't quite grasp. Gohan, on the other hand, was struck by how similar this structure was to a castle on earth. While the outside gave the impression of an advanced cultures' dwelling, inside it was certainly mid- evil. He could even hear the slight dripping of water, and the floor was covered with brush. It was very similar to earth, he decided.
But so far he hadn't been able to sense Packer's ki. According to what the Grand Kai told them he should have been here, but the duo had had no luck as of yet. But the Grand Kai was famous for his ability to sense ki over long distances, so he had to have been right. Besides, in a castle like this, how could they hope to find anything?
Just then, the section of the hallway behind them erupted in a burst of flames.
The Grand Kai and Baba sat together, engrossed in the battles they were witnessing. They were sitting in the bleachers of the tournament room, engrossed in the bouts presented to them through Baba's crystal ball. The Grand Kai had long since stopped watching it, however. He could feel the kis as they struggled against one another, clashing through the darkness of night. The Grand Kai lazily stared through the sky, watching as they twinkled in blackness. His thoughts invaded his mind, taking presidence over the battles taking place before his very eyes.
"Pikkon... What are you thinking? You're actually fighting with the Z Warriors. I never would have believed you'd do something like this; you are one of the most powerful people in Other World, but you still think you have to prove yourself. And joining forces with Piccolo Diamao?! Are you crazy or stupid? He's going to defeat you the second that Goku is out of his way, you must know that," the Grand Kai thought, wincing as he felt Krillin's ki drop slightly. Probably the result of an attack by Pikkon. "And Vegeta, I can still feel your ki. So you must be still alive after that last assault. Impressive. But you're not in any shape to fight, I can tell that much. You barely have a drop of energy left in your body. But it looks like Diamao has left you anyway, I don't sense him near you. Doesn't mean much, I didn't feel Piccolo's energy being replaced by Diamao's either. But if he could do this to you... Then what about Goku? I know he's a lot stronger then you, but Pikkon never even powered up. My god... What's going to happen if Goku is defeated? We don't have anyone stronger then him here."
Baba watched her ball intently, ignoring the actions of the Grand Kai. Goten had just arrived at the battlefield. Pikkon's true test was about to begin.
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"What are you talking about, Krillin? That's Pikkon! He's not the enemy," Goten scolded the monk. He stood apart from all three of the bloodied fighters, not understanding what was going on.
"Goten, listen to me! Pikkon isn't the same anymore. He's changed, Piccolo Diamao warped him some how. Pikkon thinks that he's standing in Goku's spotlight or some garbage like that, and now he's trying to erase us all!" Yamcha yelled to the demi-saiyan in desperation. Both him and Krillin were bloodied and tired. Bruises were littered across their faces and chests, blood flowing freely from cuts. Yamcha was sure that he would have a few new scars to after this was over. If they won.
"But... It's Pikkon! He can't have done anything like this. I mean... he trains with Piccolo even. Piccolo wouldn't let him do something like this. It's impossible," Goten complained, looking to each of his friends, waiting for a response. Pikkon was hovering overhead, looking down on them in contempt with his arms crossed. The cold scowl printed across his face frightened Goten; fear began to creep into his heart. Maybe they were right? Pikkon might have changed for the worse.
"Listen," Krillin urged. "We don't have time to play around. Pikkon killed Tien. Diamao fused with Piccolo, and they've been training for the past month getting used to their new powers. And they know kaio-ken, which is why we can't beat Pikkon right now."
"Goten! Listen to your friends!" Pikkon called down, "I'm tired of living in Goku's shadow. I'm tired of being surpassed by all of you Z Warriors. I don't feel like going over this every time someone shows up, so can we just cut right to it? Let's fight."
Yamcha looked up at Pikkon in disgust, Pikkon met his gaze and his scowl returned.
"I'm not going to fight you, Pikkon. You're supposed to be one of my friends!"
"No. I'm not one of your friends, Goten. I never will be again, either," Pikkon uncrossed his arms and curled his hands into fists. "Now, let's begin!"
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"Dad! Are you okay, dad?" Trunks called, worry seeping into his voice. He arrived at his destination just in time to watch the big bang attack move past Vegeta. Trunks had to act quickly to catch Vegeta and stop him from falling. But he wasn't fast enough to see who it was that dealt Vegeta the damage; Trunks was almost glad of that. Whoever defeated his father was definitely strong enough to erase him too. Vegeta was still there, though. So at least they still had some sort of hope to beat this power.
Trunks' head snapped up, he felt an incredible ki flying away from his location. At first he didn't recognize it, but then he realized it was Piccolo.
"Piccolo? I guess you're following that over power; but then, why didn't you stay and help dad? I know you two don't like each other much, but that's kind of cold." Vegeta coughed, and opened one eye, blinking away the blood that was seeping into it from his forehead. His muscles tensed, and Trunks thought Vegeta was about to resist him, but then Vegeta fell limp again, his breathing shallow. Blood fell from the proud saiyan's body, falling to the ground far below. "Father..."
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Goten leaned his head to one side, letting Pikkon's fist sail past. The saiyan leaned backwards; trying to plant his foot into Pikkon's stomach, but Pikkon caught it with his hands and twisted Goten around. Krillin raged in, his kaio-ken flaring, and swung at Pikkon's head. Pikkon brought up an arm to deflect the punch, then brought his own fist up to meet Krillin's chest. With a thud, the human flew up into the air, his aura dissipating. Yamcha caught the monk and zanozkened to the railway, putting down his friend. Pikkon sent a ki blast towards Goten to distract him, then he rushed at Yamcha. Yamcha's face flooded with fear as the green man came towards him. Pikkon clenched his hand in a circle and let a ball of green energy form. He thrust his arm forwards, throwing the ball at his opponent. Yamcha took the ball right in the face and tumbled over, landing atop Krillin. Both bloody humans lay together, unconscious.
Goten pushed the ki ball into the sky, deflecting it after only a few seconds of wrestling with it. When it was finally gone, he looked over to see two bodies lying on top of each other: Yamcha and Krillin. While he was distracted, Pikkon must have finished them off so that they could finish their match.
"At least they're still there," Goten thought to himself, stancing. His hands were still burning from deflecting the ki ball, but as long as Pikkon was catching his breath too, he could recover a bit. "This has got to stop. It's got to stop now!"
Goten planted one foot in front of himself, then he rocked backwards slightly, letting everything fall onto his back leg. He felt his aura come to life, a yellow inferno surrounding his being. The heat was tremendous, burning through his gi with tremendous force. Goten threw then leaned forward quickly, forcing everything onto his front leg. He brought his arms in front of his body and launched himself at Pikkon. Blue electricity cackled down his body, a result of his power while in super saiyan 2. As he neared Pikkon, he disappeared. Years of training told Pikkon to turn around immediately whenever this happened, but he was to slow. Goten appeared behind him and punched the base of his skull, sending the green man stumbling forward, bits of blood ejecting from his mouth. Pikkon got his bearings and spun around quickly, just in time to have Goten's other fist impact his jaw, breaking the bone. Pikkon stumbled backwards, holding his chin in his hands with his eyes tightly closed, as if he was trying to block out the pain. Goten wasn't finished, however. He zanzokened low to the ground and grabbed Pikkon's ankles. He then flew backwards into the air, Pikkon dangling beneath him. Goten neared one of the few remaining buildings that still stood; he turned himself around in a 180 and flung Pikkon through the brick... or whatever passed for brick on this god forsaken planet.
Pikkon crashed through the building, rubble piling itself on top of him. He was bloody now too, his body littered with cuts and bruises inflicted by the saiyan. He searched for Goten's ki, a technique taught to him by Piccolo long ago, attempting to locate his position. The super saiyan was hovering a few dozen feet away from the debris Pikkon was piled in, keeping his distance safe enough until Pikkon revealed himself.
"Alright, kid" Pikkon thought, "You want to get serious? I can do that. I know just what to do."
"Kaio-ken!"
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Goku walked through the halls of the capitol building carefully. Gohan was behind him, listening for any movement. The building they were in was made out of brick, the structure obviously made for an ancient feel. It had no lights, but instead torches hung every dozen feet on either side of the halls. Tapestries of strange animals with anywhere from six to eight limbs hung every couple hundred feet, as if symbols of something that Goku couldn't quite grasp. Gohan, on the other hand, was struck by how similar this structure was to a castle on earth. While the outside gave the impression of an advanced cultures' dwelling, inside it was certainly mid- evil. He could even hear the slight dripping of water, and the floor was covered with brush. It was very similar to earth, he decided.
But so far he hadn't been able to sense Packer's ki. According to what the Grand Kai told them he should have been here, but the duo had had no luck as of yet. But the Grand Kai was famous for his ability to sense ki over long distances, so he had to have been right. Besides, in a castle like this, how could they hope to find anything?
Just then, the section of the hallway behind them erupted in a burst of flames.