Goku saw his opponent's moment of weakness, unsure of what he was
witnessing. As the smoke cleared, Diamao was curled over in the fetal
position, mumbling something incoherently. Goku's eyebrows furrowed, trying
to grasp why the powerful namekian was in so much pain when Goku had done
no damage to him. Then he heard Diamao utter one word that explained
everything.
"Piccolo..."
Tien appeared just above the two warriors, keeping his distance in case the fight broke out again.
"Goku, Goten and Trunks aren't going to be coming. Vegeta either, the Grand Kai had already found us and restored my energy first since I was closer to death. Vegeta's barely at his halfway point, so he wouldn't do much down here except get killed," Tien told him, causing the saiyan to wince. But he never took his eyes off Diamao.
"Why aren't Goten and Trunks coming down? Are there traitors up there too?"
"No, but they tried to fuse into Gotenks. I guess since they haven't done it in 25 years they'd forgotten the exact steps. One of them messed up and now they have to wait thirty minutes for the fusion to wear off. What's up with Diamao?"
"I'm not sure," Goku answered, finally looking up at Tien. "We were fighting, then he screamed Piccolo's name and fell to the ground. I think somewhere in his head, Piccolo is still fighting."
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"Just get out of my head, Diamao. That's all. Then you'll never have to worry about me again," Piccolo chided, trying to persuade his father to leave his body. No dice.
"Go to hell! This is my body now, and I'll be damned if you're going to take it from me. Especially when I'm this close to victory!" he responded furiously, blocking Piccolo from his mind. The block would work temporarily, and would probably restrict all of Piccolo's controls over his body too. Diamao just had to wait until Piccolo was fully integrated with his body, but so far, he wasn't going peacefully. But that was okay, Diamao figured. Everything would be fine once Goku was erased.
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On the outside, Diamao struggled to his feet. The pain was still intense, almost more then he could bare, but he would grit through it. He had to accomplish his task after all.
"Now, Goku. You will die," the namekian told his opponent menacingly.
"We'll see, Diamao," he responded calmly, confident in all of his abilities. Goku crouched in a stance, putting one arm in front of him and one behind. He flared his aura to life, letting it blaze around his chiseled body. "Let's go."
"Kaio-ken x2!" Diamao recited, launching himself at Goku. Goku leaned back, letting Diamao fly overhead just as he had done to Gohan during the tournament. He tried to bring up his knee and connect it with Diamao's stomach, but the kaio-ken gave him to much speed. Diamao quickly zanzokened away, leaving a red after image. Goku's knee passed straight through it, flipping the saiyan back to his feet. He glanced around, searching for Diamao's energy, but finding nothing.
"Kaio-ken x3!" he heard someone shout from the left. Goku turned to meet it, only to feel a sharp pain in his back as Diamao's fist landed it's target. The namekian smiled a cold smile and planted his other fist there, withdrawing the other. Diamao grabbed Goku's neck and lifted him into the air. At first the saiyan struggled, but he found that he was paralyzed with pain as Diamao squeezed the back of his neck. Diamao lifted Goku a bit higher, then leaned over quickly, slamming him into the ground. Diamao turned around while still crouching, dragging Goku through the concrete. He could hear shouts of protest from his opponent, but that only fueled his desires.
Gohan sent a small ki blast from his location straight into Diamao's back to break his concentration. It worked. Diamao immediately let go of Gohan's father and tried to grasp at his unprotected back. When Goku got back to his feet, he turned and landed a blow across Diamao's cheekbone, sending the namekain flying across the air into a nearby building. Goku stood there a few seconds, waiting for Diamao to come out. To do that, Diamao expelled all of his energy, crumbling the building around him and sending it plummeting in a pile of rubble to the soft ground far below.
"Damn kid," he cursed. He had almost had Goku; but that damned brat had to ruin everything. He was about to shout a threat, but was interrupted by Goku.
"Gohan! What's wrong with you? This is a fight between me and Diamao, you have no right to interrupt!" he shouted angrily. Gohan looked as if he was going to protest, but merely lowered his head instead. "You ready, Diamao?"
"Of course," he said, crouching into a stance. "Of course."
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Vegeta punched Gotenks in the face, sending the blob flying back a few dozen feet.
"Don't you EVER pull that thing out of your pants again! I'm going to be sick, you disgusting piece of crap!"
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Diamao flipped backwards on his hands, then to his feet, narrowly avoiding a roundhouse kick from his adversary. He smirked and jetted off to the saiyan, activating his aura. Just before he reached him, he shouted:
"Kaio-ken x2!" Then disappeared.
Goku looked around for a few moments, trying to locate his energy. Diamao smirked as he flew through the air, to fast to be seen. He was enjoying himself quite a bit. Or, he was enjoying himself quite a bit until Goku's fist connected with his jaw, sending the namekian sprawling back onto the bridge. Diamao sprang to his feet, and jumped over his opponent, coming down with his forearm pushed out. Goku pushed his forearm out as well, to block him. Both of their forearms met and energy crackled between the two. Something in the back of Diamao's mind was triggered... A memory of this exact same position being held with Frieza. Diamao blocked away Piccolo's thoughts and concentrated on his task. He let his forearm drop away and grabbed Goku's. He was about to lift the saiyan into the air before his own arm was grabbed and squeezed violently. Diamao hadn't even noticed his kaio- ken aura leave him. Goku frowned deeply, remorse settling into his soul. He didn't want to do this, not to Piccolo, but it couldn't be helped. This was the only way to end it all. The saiyan squeezed Diamao's arm, feeling blood vessels and bone break under his grip, grimacing at it.
"Aaaah!" Diamao protested in a fit of rage. Goku let go, watching the namekian hobble backwards, grasping his useless arm. "You bastard!"
"I'm sorry, Piccolo. God I'm sorry," Goku said remorsefully. Then he crouched, cupping his hands behind his back. Diamao's eyes opened wide, understanding he didn't have much time. He quickly grasped his broken arm, closing his eyes and gritting his teeth, he yanked as hard as he could. A guttural sound escaped his lips, something that couldn't possibly have come from him under normal circumstances, but his arm broke free. He held the entire length of it in his hand, breathing heavily. Goku was already underway with his attack and he hadn't even noticed it... damn!
Diamao tossed it to the side, not wanting to hold the bleeding limb anymore. Then he leaned to the side, pushing his stump into the air. He gathered his power briefly, then concentrated on trying to regrow his arm. Goku saw him and decided to power up his Chou Kamehameha a bit quicker.
"Meeee..." he continued, feeling the blue ball he grasped between his hand grow a few more inches in diameter. Rays of lights shone through his fingers, casting shadows on the buildings in the night. Tien's eyes popped as he sensed the energy emanating from his friend, wishing he had been here when he was still at his full power. Of course, he was probably close to it now too.
"Haaaa..." Goku trailed, his ball of energy shrinking a bit as he compressed more energy into a smaller area. Diamao felt his new arm shoot from the purple stained stump. His new arm was covered in a green goo, but it quickly evaporated. He stretched his fingers for a few seconds, then flexed his muscles a few times to get used to the new feel. When Diamao was confident of his ability to control it, he put his hands together, crouching low to the ground. He connected his fingernails in a cup shape, pulling back a move he had used against Android 17 many, many years ago. His aura flared up, a white light springing to life around his body. A white ball emerged between his two hands, a very powerful force contained in a small area.
"Meeee..." Diamao heard this and quickened the pace.
"Kaio-ken x5!" he yelled, his white aura turning a violent shade of red. The ki ball grew very rapidly now with the extra energy being poured in. Veins bulged from Diamao's body, popping from all around his shoulders, arms, chest, and a long one going the length of the top of his head.
"Haaaa!" Goku finalized, thrusting his hands forward, the blue geyser of energy erupting from his hands. Diamao did the same, throwing his white sphere towards Goku.
"Piccolo..."
Tien appeared just above the two warriors, keeping his distance in case the fight broke out again.
"Goku, Goten and Trunks aren't going to be coming. Vegeta either, the Grand Kai had already found us and restored my energy first since I was closer to death. Vegeta's barely at his halfway point, so he wouldn't do much down here except get killed," Tien told him, causing the saiyan to wince. But he never took his eyes off Diamao.
"Why aren't Goten and Trunks coming down? Are there traitors up there too?"
"No, but they tried to fuse into Gotenks. I guess since they haven't done it in 25 years they'd forgotten the exact steps. One of them messed up and now they have to wait thirty minutes for the fusion to wear off. What's up with Diamao?"
"I'm not sure," Goku answered, finally looking up at Tien. "We were fighting, then he screamed Piccolo's name and fell to the ground. I think somewhere in his head, Piccolo is still fighting."
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"Just get out of my head, Diamao. That's all. Then you'll never have to worry about me again," Piccolo chided, trying to persuade his father to leave his body. No dice.
"Go to hell! This is my body now, and I'll be damned if you're going to take it from me. Especially when I'm this close to victory!" he responded furiously, blocking Piccolo from his mind. The block would work temporarily, and would probably restrict all of Piccolo's controls over his body too. Diamao just had to wait until Piccolo was fully integrated with his body, but so far, he wasn't going peacefully. But that was okay, Diamao figured. Everything would be fine once Goku was erased.
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On the outside, Diamao struggled to his feet. The pain was still intense, almost more then he could bare, but he would grit through it. He had to accomplish his task after all.
"Now, Goku. You will die," the namekian told his opponent menacingly.
"We'll see, Diamao," he responded calmly, confident in all of his abilities. Goku crouched in a stance, putting one arm in front of him and one behind. He flared his aura to life, letting it blaze around his chiseled body. "Let's go."
"Kaio-ken x2!" Diamao recited, launching himself at Goku. Goku leaned back, letting Diamao fly overhead just as he had done to Gohan during the tournament. He tried to bring up his knee and connect it with Diamao's stomach, but the kaio-ken gave him to much speed. Diamao quickly zanzokened away, leaving a red after image. Goku's knee passed straight through it, flipping the saiyan back to his feet. He glanced around, searching for Diamao's energy, but finding nothing.
"Kaio-ken x3!" he heard someone shout from the left. Goku turned to meet it, only to feel a sharp pain in his back as Diamao's fist landed it's target. The namekian smiled a cold smile and planted his other fist there, withdrawing the other. Diamao grabbed Goku's neck and lifted him into the air. At first the saiyan struggled, but he found that he was paralyzed with pain as Diamao squeezed the back of his neck. Diamao lifted Goku a bit higher, then leaned over quickly, slamming him into the ground. Diamao turned around while still crouching, dragging Goku through the concrete. He could hear shouts of protest from his opponent, but that only fueled his desires.
Gohan sent a small ki blast from his location straight into Diamao's back to break his concentration. It worked. Diamao immediately let go of Gohan's father and tried to grasp at his unprotected back. When Goku got back to his feet, he turned and landed a blow across Diamao's cheekbone, sending the namekain flying across the air into a nearby building. Goku stood there a few seconds, waiting for Diamao to come out. To do that, Diamao expelled all of his energy, crumbling the building around him and sending it plummeting in a pile of rubble to the soft ground far below.
"Damn kid," he cursed. He had almost had Goku; but that damned brat had to ruin everything. He was about to shout a threat, but was interrupted by Goku.
"Gohan! What's wrong with you? This is a fight between me and Diamao, you have no right to interrupt!" he shouted angrily. Gohan looked as if he was going to protest, but merely lowered his head instead. "You ready, Diamao?"
"Of course," he said, crouching into a stance. "Of course."
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Vegeta punched Gotenks in the face, sending the blob flying back a few dozen feet.
"Don't you EVER pull that thing out of your pants again! I'm going to be sick, you disgusting piece of crap!"
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Diamao flipped backwards on his hands, then to his feet, narrowly avoiding a roundhouse kick from his adversary. He smirked and jetted off to the saiyan, activating his aura. Just before he reached him, he shouted:
"Kaio-ken x2!" Then disappeared.
Goku looked around for a few moments, trying to locate his energy. Diamao smirked as he flew through the air, to fast to be seen. He was enjoying himself quite a bit. Or, he was enjoying himself quite a bit until Goku's fist connected with his jaw, sending the namekian sprawling back onto the bridge. Diamao sprang to his feet, and jumped over his opponent, coming down with his forearm pushed out. Goku pushed his forearm out as well, to block him. Both of their forearms met and energy crackled between the two. Something in the back of Diamao's mind was triggered... A memory of this exact same position being held with Frieza. Diamao blocked away Piccolo's thoughts and concentrated on his task. He let his forearm drop away and grabbed Goku's. He was about to lift the saiyan into the air before his own arm was grabbed and squeezed violently. Diamao hadn't even noticed his kaio- ken aura leave him. Goku frowned deeply, remorse settling into his soul. He didn't want to do this, not to Piccolo, but it couldn't be helped. This was the only way to end it all. The saiyan squeezed Diamao's arm, feeling blood vessels and bone break under his grip, grimacing at it.
"Aaaah!" Diamao protested in a fit of rage. Goku let go, watching the namekian hobble backwards, grasping his useless arm. "You bastard!"
"I'm sorry, Piccolo. God I'm sorry," Goku said remorsefully. Then he crouched, cupping his hands behind his back. Diamao's eyes opened wide, understanding he didn't have much time. He quickly grasped his broken arm, closing his eyes and gritting his teeth, he yanked as hard as he could. A guttural sound escaped his lips, something that couldn't possibly have come from him under normal circumstances, but his arm broke free. He held the entire length of it in his hand, breathing heavily. Goku was already underway with his attack and he hadn't even noticed it... damn!
Diamao tossed it to the side, not wanting to hold the bleeding limb anymore. Then he leaned to the side, pushing his stump into the air. He gathered his power briefly, then concentrated on trying to regrow his arm. Goku saw him and decided to power up his Chou Kamehameha a bit quicker.
"Meeee..." he continued, feeling the blue ball he grasped between his hand grow a few more inches in diameter. Rays of lights shone through his fingers, casting shadows on the buildings in the night. Tien's eyes popped as he sensed the energy emanating from his friend, wishing he had been here when he was still at his full power. Of course, he was probably close to it now too.
"Haaaa..." Goku trailed, his ball of energy shrinking a bit as he compressed more energy into a smaller area. Diamao felt his new arm shoot from the purple stained stump. His new arm was covered in a green goo, but it quickly evaporated. He stretched his fingers for a few seconds, then flexed his muscles a few times to get used to the new feel. When Diamao was confident of his ability to control it, he put his hands together, crouching low to the ground. He connected his fingernails in a cup shape, pulling back a move he had used against Android 17 many, many years ago. His aura flared up, a white light springing to life around his body. A white ball emerged between his two hands, a very powerful force contained in a small area.
"Meeee..." Diamao heard this and quickened the pace.
"Kaio-ken x5!" he yelled, his white aura turning a violent shade of red. The ki ball grew very rapidly now with the extra energy being poured in. Veins bulged from Diamao's body, popping from all around his shoulders, arms, chest, and a long one going the length of the top of his head.
"Haaaa!" Goku finalized, thrusting his hands forward, the blue geyser of energy erupting from his hands. Diamao did the same, throwing his white sphere towards Goku.