Nanake Plays Twister

Nanake woke up, curled into a little ball, shivering pathetically from the cold night. The warm sun had just begun to come out of hiding, gaining courage as it rose higher into the sky, inch by inch. She sat up, stretched, and reached for her scouter lying in the dirt next to her. As she put it on over her ear and eye, her stomach grumbled. She groaned and tapped at her scouter in hopes that there could be life somewhere in this deserted place. She didn't pick any life with any power reading up, so she decided to fly, in hopes to find weaker ones.

She lifted off the ground and flew for awhile until she found a small pond. She smiled and whooped for joy before landing near the clean, clear pond of water. She cupped her hand, dipped in it the water, and sipped out of it until she satisfied her thirst, and then went to pick fruit hanging from the trees. After she had finished feasting, she looked up to see the trees still too dense to get over and out of, so she walked until she saw light up ahead. She squinted and saw that the forest ended soon. She hollered happily and flew to an area where there were three mountains in a triangular formation.

Gohan was being chased yet again by the saber tooth tiger. He ran, giggling merrily through the brush and onto a grassy plain.

Piccolo meditated in the center of three mountains in a triangular formation, and concentrated hard on moving them. He deemed them obstacles. Obstacles to be overcome before the Siayans arrived. Obstacles that WERE the Saiyans... well, whatever they were, he wanted to move them- he needed to train.

Gohan and the tiger skid to a stop as the ground began to rumble. Gohan squinted through the dust that began to fly up and saw a green man in the mists of it.

"Is that Mr. Piccolo?!"

Nanake noticed some turbulence as she flew on. She also noticed rumbling coming from the mountains. Suddenly, a huge gust of sand and wind blasted her, sending her spiraling backwards.

"WHOA! WHAT THE-!!!"

She steadied herself and squinted through the storm. She saw a glimpse of Piccolo and shouted,
"WHAT IS THAT IDIOT DOING?!"

Gohan clung to a rock as the wind started to churn, it wasn't long before it became too strong for him to possibly hang on and he was blown back.

Nanake flew on at top speed. The Saiyan blood running through her veins wouldn't allow her to be defeated by a mere sandstorm. She squeezed her eyes shut and brought her arms up to shield her face a bit form the sand attacking her face like needles. She opened her eyes to slits just in time to see a huge tornado loom right in front of her. She shrieked and tried turning to fly away, but it was already too late... she was getting sucked in.

Before she knew it, she was spiraling, and spinning, being whipped around in the huge twister. She caught glimpses of Piccolo meditated in the center of it all, and she thought she saw the mountains lift u0p and move with her, but she closed her eyes, feeling sick. The next time she opened her eyes, she was on her way into one of the mountains. Before it dawned on her to at least try to avoid it, A branch from a tree, also being whipped around hit her in the back of the head and knocked her out. Her body smashed into the mountain just as everything started to settle and calm. She slid like a rag doll down to the ground, propped up against the now standing still mountain.

"P-Piccolo made all THAT?!" Gohan stammered, hiding behind a rock with the tiger.

Piccolo looked down to see Nanake lying against the mountain, unconscious. He scoffed as he landed next to her, letting his towering form loom over her.

"If you can't even stand a storm than we're in big trouble." He looked her up and down at her scratched up features. Her hair was mussled and falling out of its buns. The lock that fell over her ears were sgraggled and messy. Her pink dress robes were ripped and dusty, as well as her arms, legs, and face. Her satin slippers were ripped, scuffed or missing. He growled and shook his head.

"For starters, we need a fighter... not a porcelain doll."

He faced his palm down at her and a flare of energy flew from it. When the short wind ended, Her locks were now also tied up in buns with the rest of her shining black hair, now clean. Her scratches were gone and her skin was also clean. Her robes were gone and she wore a blue spandex turtleneck swimsuit-like outfit with a green cape over it. Her slippers disappeared, revealing bare feet.

Piccolo smirked at his work and said,

"There. Now you actually look the part of a fighter."

He turned and walked away.

Nanake didn't wake up for days.

Nanake and Gohan have faced a few hardships... but these are nothing to what lies ahead! What new hardships are they yet to face? Find out next time on DRAGON BALL Z!!!!