XV
Goten sprung backwards on his hands, avoiding a roundhouse Pikkon directed at his head. Goten quickly leaped to the left, a ki ball sent from his adversary exploding where he had been moments before. Smoke puffed up from the spot, shielding Goten momentarily; Pikkon leaped into the dust, attempting to locate the saiyan. He was trying to use his ki detection, but he never actually tried to develop it, so it was most difficult for him. But he located Goten as soon as he felt the painful crack as his ribs took the impact of the super saiyan. Pikkon fell quickly, but put a hand out to catch himself. As he landed, he disappeared, Goten's heel crashed into the cement where Pikkon had been moments before.
"Kaio-ken x5!" Pikkon yelled from a distance. A bright green ki ball whirled past Goten's head, blowing the smoke away from his position. Then he was exposed, battered and bruised; his entire frame turned in the opposite direction of where his opponent was. Pikkon's red aura flared again as he jetted towards Goten. The super saiyan turned around in time to see him coming, but not in time to do anything about it. Pikkon's head landed directly in Goten's sternum, plowing him backwards. Goten felt blood gurgle out of his mouth as he was impacted, then he felt his ki drop dramatically as Pikkon took his head from it's location and plant a fist right under his jaw, sending Goten rocketing into the sky. Shortly afterwards Pikkon's kaio-ken aura dissipated, leaving him with only his natural strength to shield him from the man's onslaught.
High above him, Goten was stopping his ascent into the sky, finally gaining control over his body. He lifted a hand to his jaw, and rubbed it slightly. He pulled away his fingers and looked at the blood that covered them. Payback. It was Pikkon's payback for breaking his jaw earlier. Despite the pain coursing through his body, Goten couldn't help but smile at this. Pikkon was a challenge to be sure... Maybe even a bit stronger then him. Ah, this was going to be a good fight. Goten looked down, watching the small green figure below him. Pikkon's red aura had gone, meaning Goten's best time to attack was now, while he was still recovering. Goten tensed and made his body more angular, letting his yellow aura shoot to life. Immediately he felt blue energy cackle across his body, a reminder of the power he possessed. He brought his hands around in a semi-circle and cupped them, then crouched in the air with his hands behind him.
"Ka... me... ha... me..." Goten started. He was already channeling his ki into the ball forming between his fingers. His fingertips acted as conductors, small blue bolts connected each one to the orb he held, adding more and more energy to it. This wasn't a finishing move, so Goten was cautious of the energy he put into it. Surely it wasn't a light show, but he was positive it would be enough to weaken his adversary enough until help arrived. "Ha!" Goten yelled, swinging his hands forward, allowing the blue energy to fly forwards towards it's target: Pikkon.
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Goku and Gohan looked behind themselves, trying to see through the fire. Neither could make out any discernable shape within, nothing that looked as if it could be a person, anyway. But stranger still, neither could sense any ki. But there was something in there, though, Goku was sure of it. He stepped forward, only slightly bothered by the inferno before him. The closer he got, the more certain he became that something was in the fire. What it was, he was unsure of.
"Closer," a small yellow alien thought to himself, shielded by fire and stone. "Just a bit closer... Yes, not much farther now."
Goku took another step, finally making out a large shape. He was about to walk straight into the fire when he felt something slam against his body, forcing him backwards into the wall behind him. His body was imprinted against the end of the hallway, sticking him in a slight hole.
"Dad! Are you alright?" Gohan called over his shoulder, not taking his eyes away from the fire. Whatever had hit his dad could do the same thing to him if he wasn't careful.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Goku said, pulling himself out of his hole. When his legs were free, he jumped down and landed a foot below, onto the ground. He turned around and looked at the imprint on the wall. "Cool! Hey, look Gohan. It's me!" Goku shouted to his son. Gohan took a chance and looked behind him to see Goku writing his name into the imprint with ashes he scraped off his face.
"Dad! Come on, stop fooling around," Gohan shouted, turning his head back to the flames.
"Huh? Oh, yeah. Right," Goku confirmed, turning around. The flames had finally calmed down to a meager scorch mark, courtesy of the alien's blast. Goku took in the strange beast, it was probably four feet tall, and had yellow, scaly skin. Its eyes shone a sparkling blue, and its head was hairless. The creature resembled a rather large lizard, as if it were related to the lizards back on earth. It had a tail which protruded from under a cape. The tail was thick with small spikes covering the top. The spikes didn't come up high enough to do much damage, however. It had some frills coming from the base of its chin, going into its shirt. It had small, frail hairs spiking from its rounded head, slicing back into its neck. The creature wore a blue robe, parted in the front to expose a small chest, with little muscle lining. A red cape attached around the collar of the robe, draping over his back where his tail exited. He certainly didn't look powerful.
"Hey, who are you?" Gohan questioned the small man, trying to figure how such a small opponent could have pushed his father back into a wall, and not even be out of breath. Or have used any ki.
"Why, I'm Packer. You've invaded my sanctuary, that's not nice," he said, an air of slow arrogance in his voice. He cocked his head, then closed his eyes while shaking a single finger at his opponents. "That's not nice. Not nice at all. I'm afraid I'm going to have to teach you a lesson, no?"
"Um... no," Goku stated, just before he felt a wall of... something slam into him, forcing his body back against the wall.
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"Get out of my head!" Piccolo raged in his own mind. He was trapped, a prisoner in his own mind. He felt, smelled, heard, tasted, and watched everything that happened around him. But he couldn't control anything. He was a prisoner in his own mind, but everyone once a while he was able to break free. He could gain control of one small function, like closing an eye or wiggling a toe. But that wasn't often, and even then, it wasn't for long.
"And why should I?" Diamao answered back, smirking outwardly. "In your body I'm stronger then I've ever been. Stronger then you've ever been as well. We defeated Vegeta with no trouble! Why end this? This is absolute power!"
"Because it's wrong. This is my body, not yours. Get out!"
"You can't make me! There's no way that I'm leaving, and you know it. Just give up. Accept that this is your new life, your body is mine now, Piccolo. Just let it go."
"Never!"
Diamao stopped his flight and doubled over, an intense pain shooting through his stomach. It felt as if he was being ripped in two, his organs being squeezed and tormented. For a few minutes, he could do little but float over pristine buildings and tall towers, gasping for breath and holding his abdomen. With his eyes clamped shut tightly and his teeth gritted, he forced himself upright and continued on his journey, the pain coursing through him.
"Damn you, Piccolo."
Goten sprung backwards on his hands, avoiding a roundhouse Pikkon directed at his head. Goten quickly leaped to the left, a ki ball sent from his adversary exploding where he had been moments before. Smoke puffed up from the spot, shielding Goten momentarily; Pikkon leaped into the dust, attempting to locate the saiyan. He was trying to use his ki detection, but he never actually tried to develop it, so it was most difficult for him. But he located Goten as soon as he felt the painful crack as his ribs took the impact of the super saiyan. Pikkon fell quickly, but put a hand out to catch himself. As he landed, he disappeared, Goten's heel crashed into the cement where Pikkon had been moments before.
"Kaio-ken x5!" Pikkon yelled from a distance. A bright green ki ball whirled past Goten's head, blowing the smoke away from his position. Then he was exposed, battered and bruised; his entire frame turned in the opposite direction of where his opponent was. Pikkon's red aura flared again as he jetted towards Goten. The super saiyan turned around in time to see him coming, but not in time to do anything about it. Pikkon's head landed directly in Goten's sternum, plowing him backwards. Goten felt blood gurgle out of his mouth as he was impacted, then he felt his ki drop dramatically as Pikkon took his head from it's location and plant a fist right under his jaw, sending Goten rocketing into the sky. Shortly afterwards Pikkon's kaio-ken aura dissipated, leaving him with only his natural strength to shield him from the man's onslaught.
High above him, Goten was stopping his ascent into the sky, finally gaining control over his body. He lifted a hand to his jaw, and rubbed it slightly. He pulled away his fingers and looked at the blood that covered them. Payback. It was Pikkon's payback for breaking his jaw earlier. Despite the pain coursing through his body, Goten couldn't help but smile at this. Pikkon was a challenge to be sure... Maybe even a bit stronger then him. Ah, this was going to be a good fight. Goten looked down, watching the small green figure below him. Pikkon's red aura had gone, meaning Goten's best time to attack was now, while he was still recovering. Goten tensed and made his body more angular, letting his yellow aura shoot to life. Immediately he felt blue energy cackle across his body, a reminder of the power he possessed. He brought his hands around in a semi-circle and cupped them, then crouched in the air with his hands behind him.
"Ka... me... ha... me..." Goten started. He was already channeling his ki into the ball forming between his fingers. His fingertips acted as conductors, small blue bolts connected each one to the orb he held, adding more and more energy to it. This wasn't a finishing move, so Goten was cautious of the energy he put into it. Surely it wasn't a light show, but he was positive it would be enough to weaken his adversary enough until help arrived. "Ha!" Goten yelled, swinging his hands forward, allowing the blue energy to fly forwards towards it's target: Pikkon.
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Goku and Gohan looked behind themselves, trying to see through the fire. Neither could make out any discernable shape within, nothing that looked as if it could be a person, anyway. But stranger still, neither could sense any ki. But there was something in there, though, Goku was sure of it. He stepped forward, only slightly bothered by the inferno before him. The closer he got, the more certain he became that something was in the fire. What it was, he was unsure of.
"Closer," a small yellow alien thought to himself, shielded by fire and stone. "Just a bit closer... Yes, not much farther now."
Goku took another step, finally making out a large shape. He was about to walk straight into the fire when he felt something slam against his body, forcing him backwards into the wall behind him. His body was imprinted against the end of the hallway, sticking him in a slight hole.
"Dad! Are you alright?" Gohan called over his shoulder, not taking his eyes away from the fire. Whatever had hit his dad could do the same thing to him if he wasn't careful.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Goku said, pulling himself out of his hole. When his legs were free, he jumped down and landed a foot below, onto the ground. He turned around and looked at the imprint on the wall. "Cool! Hey, look Gohan. It's me!" Goku shouted to his son. Gohan took a chance and looked behind him to see Goku writing his name into the imprint with ashes he scraped off his face.
"Dad! Come on, stop fooling around," Gohan shouted, turning his head back to the flames.
"Huh? Oh, yeah. Right," Goku confirmed, turning around. The flames had finally calmed down to a meager scorch mark, courtesy of the alien's blast. Goku took in the strange beast, it was probably four feet tall, and had yellow, scaly skin. Its eyes shone a sparkling blue, and its head was hairless. The creature resembled a rather large lizard, as if it were related to the lizards back on earth. It had a tail which protruded from under a cape. The tail was thick with small spikes covering the top. The spikes didn't come up high enough to do much damage, however. It had some frills coming from the base of its chin, going into its shirt. It had small, frail hairs spiking from its rounded head, slicing back into its neck. The creature wore a blue robe, parted in the front to expose a small chest, with little muscle lining. A red cape attached around the collar of the robe, draping over his back where his tail exited. He certainly didn't look powerful.
"Hey, who are you?" Gohan questioned the small man, trying to figure how such a small opponent could have pushed his father back into a wall, and not even be out of breath. Or have used any ki.
"Why, I'm Packer. You've invaded my sanctuary, that's not nice," he said, an air of slow arrogance in his voice. He cocked his head, then closed his eyes while shaking a single finger at his opponents. "That's not nice. Not nice at all. I'm afraid I'm going to have to teach you a lesson, no?"
"Um... no," Goku stated, just before he felt a wall of... something slam into him, forcing his body back against the wall.
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"Get out of my head!" Piccolo raged in his own mind. He was trapped, a prisoner in his own mind. He felt, smelled, heard, tasted, and watched everything that happened around him. But he couldn't control anything. He was a prisoner in his own mind, but everyone once a while he was able to break free. He could gain control of one small function, like closing an eye or wiggling a toe. But that wasn't often, and even then, it wasn't for long.
"And why should I?" Diamao answered back, smirking outwardly. "In your body I'm stronger then I've ever been. Stronger then you've ever been as well. We defeated Vegeta with no trouble! Why end this? This is absolute power!"
"Because it's wrong. This is my body, not yours. Get out!"
"You can't make me! There's no way that I'm leaving, and you know it. Just give up. Accept that this is your new life, your body is mine now, Piccolo. Just let it go."
"Never!"
Diamao stopped his flight and doubled over, an intense pain shooting through his stomach. It felt as if he was being ripped in two, his organs being squeezed and tormented. For a few minutes, he could do little but float over pristine buildings and tall towers, gasping for breath and holding his abdomen. With his eyes clamped shut tightly and his teeth gritted, he forced himself upright and continued on his journey, the pain coursing through him.
"Damn you, Piccolo."