Yahoo! Another long one! This is the longest I think. So I hope you enjoy.
It gets a bit violent at the end, so um, I dunno. I'm just telling you. and
Thanks for the REVIEWS!!!!
Enjoy!
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The lighting flashed threw the windows once more and screams erupted throughout the arena. People started running towards doors evacuating a quickly as possible. There were no lights what so ever so everyone was tripping and crowding the exits. This had to be the worst time of an emergency. One thousand people, and there all blind.
Not a good thing.
The only ones who stayed behind was the little group of Saiyans and two humans. Not anyone from that group could sense or see what was causing all the chaos.
"Whats going on!" Trunks yelled trying to speak over all the screaming. He heard Goten say something back but he couldn't understand what. This was ridiculous and downright annoying. Vegeta grunted and held out his hand as a yellow flare of energy appeared.
"Now were not in the dark anymore." He said irritability. This light gave a goods glimpse of everyone. Bulma and Chichi were standing on his other side next to Trunks, Gokou was busy trying to look around, and Goten---
Was nowhere to be seen.
"Where's the other brat?" Vegeta yelled. Chichi turned around and looked all around her. A moment of panic aroused inside her body.
"Oh no, where's Goten? Gokou! Locate your son!" Her voice went from a worried to an angry voice in seconds. Her baby just had to be somewhere around here. The spiky haired Saiyan nodded at his wife, instead of shouting and pointed towards the stage floor.
"There." He pointed and made his way threw the crowd everyone else followed behind him. With no lights the only direction was their ability to sense Gotens energy signal. Why did this place have to be so darn crowded? Moving threw the thickness was like trying to walk threw quicksand.
Trying desperately not to lose his patients Vegeta merely 'nudged' every person that walked by him and tried to push him out of the way. He looked down and saw Trunks struggling to get threw so, doing a very fatherly thing, he picked the boy up. Trunks smiled happily.
When they got to the arena sure enough Goten was stand by its side starring into the far corner. By now the seats around the stage had been emptied and everyone had made it to the exits. So it was easier to hear the conversations. A small whimper could be heard from the other side of the stage. Gokou turned to look at Goten, his eyes were now well adjusted to the dark and he could just make out the Childs features.
They were hard and angry looking. His eyes were narrowed deeply, a hint of fear in his them. His breathing tensed and his looked to his father, then pointed to the stage.
"H-He's not dead dad." Was the only thing that slipped from the boy's mouth.
Gokou slowly turned his head at that moment the lighting flashed furiously again and a tall figure appeared with it. Fear struck the Saiyans heart suddenly. After such a harsh attack he actually survived? He had put everything into the beam and this creature was still alive.
"Impossible."
The rest of the group had arrived by then and saw the horror struck faces of their companions.
"Gokou? Whats Wro--" Chichi started but then stopped when he cut her off.
"Goten, take you mother and get out of here, now. You too Trunks." He said. Goten never disagreed of tried to arguer to stay he did what he was told. After all when his mother was safe he'd come back with Trunks. Not having a clue about what was going on Trunks turned and did the same. He gave a glance at Vegeta to be sure, and his father nodded.
"Now wait a minute! I'm not going anywhere until I know whats going on here!" Bulma said while Trunks pulled at her arm.
"Come on mom!" he shouted. Goten was having the same problem with Chichi, who refused to leave also. She wanted to know what was going on. No matter how powerful their super saiyan powers were, neither one of them could manage to move their moms. A dim flicker from above gave a small sign the light were coming back.
It got brighter until finally they appeared like new. Everyone stopped in their tracks when they saw the scene in front of them. Mr. Satan was huddled in the corner of the stage clutching his knees; his face was whiter then a piece of snow.
"Now look, whats your names Mr. Satan right? You said earlier you were the strongest. Are you lying?" Fooler asked. A small grin played on his lips, he was so enjoying playing with this weak human. Maybe he'd even have a heart attack.
"I-I Uh, said t-that?" Hercule stammered.
"Why yes you did. Only a minute ago, do you deny it Human?" Fooler's tail twitched behind him, and Mr. Satan's eyes went wide as the alien bent down to pick him up, by the collar.
"Well?" He said again. Fooler lifted his hand into the air and was about to strike when-
"Fooler! Put him down!"
The fused tyrant turned around and smirked deeply. His eyes narrowed and flashed dangerously. He gave one look towards Mr. Satan, then tossed him into the wall at the top of the Dome.
"I was wondering when you were going to make an appearance." Fooler said. He crossed his arms over his chest bored like.
"What is that thing?" Bulma questioned suddenly. "He looks like a mutant lizard, or slug. Gross." She put her hands on her hips and waited for an explanation. "Well?" She said sternly half way annoyed.
Fooler turned his attention towards her. The woman didn't seem to want to back down at all. What courage from an earthling, very stupid, but he had to hand it to her. Anyone else would have run out of the door.
"That was an insult by the way." The blue haired woman added. Vegeta could do nothing but stare at her. Did she want a death wish or something? He smirked. That's his wife for you.
"Well Vegeta one would obviously know that's she's your mate. The stubbornness and stupidity gave that all away. What a perfect match. Heh, Heh, Heh." Fooler uncrossed his arms and began walking towards them. This time though Bulma back up where Chichi was.
"Trunks, Goten get them out of here NOW!" Vegeta shouted angrily. He didn't know what he do if anything happened to the woman. Especially knowing he could stop it. Goten grabbed Chichis arm and Trunks grabbed Bulmas this time they moved. But before they got a change to leave Fooler appeared in front of them.
"And where are you going? I decided who leaves here for now on, so nobodies going anywhere unless it happens to be out of this world." Goten stood protectively in front of his mother, his hands out, as did Trunks. Foolers gaze turned to Goten now.
"You." he said. "You're the last one. Since the Nameks gone."
By now the boys had back up to the point where they had reached their dads. And were right where they started from.
"Namek?" Gokou said surprised. "Piccolo?" The Earth raised Saiyan starred at Fooler now. Did he kill Piccolo? His eyes became narrower and anger started building up inside him. Fooler shook his head slowly, a sadistic grin on his face now.
"Heh, No. The little one. Its all apart of Purrons riddle. Of course I easily figured it out, I had to kill him you see? To get my wish of course. Now there's only one part missing, ah yes, your youngest child." His eyes flashed dangerously. "He needs to die, as the riddle states, 'As long as the guardian lives and childhood innocence of once seen before survive."
Chichis eyes grew wide in horror. She grabbed Goten and pulled him around her back, then starting backing up more. Goten was totally clueless, the only thing he understood was that he had o die. Which wasn't a very pleasant thing to understand. Gokou was speechless. He starred wide-eyed at Fooler. A stream of hate running down his veins. Not only did he kill Dende and probably Piccolo, but he was after Goten.
"I can't believe, Dende is---" Gokou said slowly. "But what about Piccolo, he should have---"
"Done nothing. He never had a chance to Saiyan. Here I'll show you, all of you." Fooler pointed his palm at them and closed his eyes. A gust of wind hit the group like a ton of bricks, which knocked Bulma and Chichi down, and pushed Trunks and Goten back. When it ended they opened their eyes and found themselves on Kamis lookout.
Yet, in the same strange way they were not really there. It was some type of dream, a memory of Foolers. A memory that he channeled to them. But it all looked so real, the trees at the end of the lookout and Mr. Popos wonderful flowerbeds. Gokou reached out to touch a leaf on a tree, his hand went right threw it.
He blinked confused. Until Dende appeared coming out of the lookout, Mr. Popo was next to a small tree watering it with his jug. Gokou was about to say Hello when he found he couldn't talk. So instead he watched. Unknown to Gokou he wasn't the only one watching. Bulma, Chichi, Vegeta, Trunks and Goten were watching also.
~*~
Even on the other side of the planet, the same wind hit Gohan knocking him out of the air, and onto a rooftop. Videl followed worried about her boyfriend. Gohan was just sitting there as in a daze or something. She tried tapping him but no response. He was frozen. His eyes were shut tightly as if he were concentrating hard, but what Videl didn't know what that Gohan was watching a horrific scene getting ready to take place.
~*~
Dende walked peacefully out of the lookout as he smiled to Mr. Popo, who was watering the baby tree he had just planted.
"What a nice day isn't it, Mr. Popo?" he said cheerfully. Mr. Popo smiled back and nooded.
"Yes Dende it is indeed. One of the nicest all year."
Dende closed his eyes and let the sun beat on his face. Days like this reminded him of his childhood on Namek. Or at least the first years. Unlike Humans, or Saiyans, Namekians could remember from the first day they were born, they learned to take in all the planets atmospheric traits. Dende didn't know if it liked Earth better or not though. He had known the planet a VERY long time and was use to it.
But thinking about his home, and family got him sad inside. So he decided to see what Piccolo was doing. Dende walked to the other side of the lookout where Piccolo was meditating. The young guardian watched him taking a seat on the ground. For some reason when he watched Piccolo, Dende felt more comfortable. Possibly because he was a Namek too? Maybe.
Piccolo opened his eyes to look down at Dende. He wondered why the young Namek watched him so much, reminded him of Gohan when he was little. Piccolo smiled.
"Hello Dende." He said.
"Hi Piccolo, good day isn't it?"
"Yes it is. You look like there's something bothering you." Piccolo dropped out of his Indian style position and lowered to the ground. He held out a hand for Dende to help him up.
"No, maybe just a bit home sick. Which probably sounds weird now that I've been here eight years." Dende grinned up at Piccolo.
"No, I get that way too. You miss you people right?"
The young Namek nodded. "But I still have Gohan and Krillin here. And everyone else, so its not that bad."
Piccolo was about to respond when something alerted his senses. He glanced to the top of the look out and someone was standing there. Its energy signal was not familiar, but it was rather powerful. Dende had noticed also.
"Piccolo who's that?" He said quietly.
"I don't know. Stay back here alright?"
"Alright. Be careful."
Dende walked over to Mr. Popo who had placed the water can onto the ground and was watching. He turned around when he noticed the young Nameks presents.
"I get a bad feeling about this Dende."
Piccolo reached the stranger eyeing him briefly. He sure was a tall one, metal skin, with a long tail. Reminded him of Cooler in a way. But the hair threw that idea way off. The Namek narrowed his eyes.
"Who are you?" He asked sternly, his voice calm. Whoever this creature was, was now smirking at him. Piccolo didn't like it one bit. He didn't like these guys' eyes; there was just something dreadfully evil about them.
"My name is of no importance. I'm just here to wipe away a clue." The strangers voice was smooth, calm, yet it sounded fused. Like he was once two people.
"Clue?" Piccolo questioned confused, yet he didn't show it. "What clue?"
The creature pointed a long finger behind him at Dende. Its smirk deepened with cruelty. He swung his tail behind him slamming into the floor of the lookout.
"That clue."
"Dende? Why? Why him?" Piccolo asked.
"No more talking Namek. I want my wish today!!" The creature vanished in a flash then appeared by Dende. The Namek fell over surprised from the sudden appearance. The stranger raised a hand when starting glowing a dark black color. Dendes looked at him in fear, as he brought his hand to Dende head.
"NOOO!" Mr. Popo shouted and caught it. For being just a caretaker for the lookout Mr. Popo was sure a strong one.
"Dende run!"
Dende didn't need to be told twice. He was up and out of there running as fast as his legs would take him. He glanced back only once to see how Mr. Popo was doing. That was a mistake. To his horror he watched the creature push his hands threw Mr. Popos stomach then let out an energy attack. There was nothing left of the faithful friend everything was clear.
"MR. POPO!! NOOOO!!!" Dende yelled. He his eyes begin to water, tears streamed down his face. He wanted to go back, but there was nothing he could do now. He felt helpless and scared now. His friend had just died to save him. When Dende reached the end of the lookout a surprise was waiting for him.
The monster was standing there, grinning with delight.
"MONSTER!" Dende yelled his anger rising. He couldn't fight, but he'd try if need be. That was when Piccolo appeared in front of him.
"Dende leave. NOW!" he shouted.
"Piccolo please! Don't fight! I don't want you to get hurt, or, or worse!"
But Piccolo ignored his request and lunged at the stranger. Dende turned and ran the other way. He picked up speed then started flying until he left the lookout completely. Now Piccolo was alone, and up against this creature. With all the power his had Piccolo would fight until it was gone. He felt he had this new threat at bay until the tables turned.
The Namek was now trying to defend himself. His effort was useless, and he knew that, but darn it he wasn't going to go out with out a good fight! The lookout was being ruined inch by inch. With every second passing Piccolo started losing energy, until the final blow was struck.
The creature grabbed him by the throat with his tail, and then sent a harsh punch into the older Nameks stomach. He screamed in pain and raised his fist to strike, but this thing caught it. It grinned at Piccolo, while its finger nails went threw his arms separating it from his body. Another scream of pain was heard. The thing pulled Piccolo closer and whispered into his ear.
"I know you can regenerate Namek, but I won't give you the time. Good bye." He pointed his finger between the Nameks eyes and let off a point blank energy attack.
Dende stopped in mid air and looked back up to the lookout. He swore he just heard Piccolo scream. Another tear rolled down his cheek. He couldn't leave him up there alone to die. What if he could be saved? What if Dende was needed? Gathering up courage Dende shot back up to the lookout. When he reached it, everything was destroyed, and there was no sign of Piccolo. He clenched his fist in anger then fell to the ground.
"Oh No." he said slowly.
"Oh yes." Something from behind him answered. Dende stood up and turned only to see that thing. A Bitter hate enraged the young guardian and he charged the thing, the monster, the creature that killed his friends. He knew he could never hurt him, but he would try to at least do something.
Dende swung his fist, which the thing dodged easy, laughing. He tried again, and again, until he was tired. He was after all a healer, not a fighter. 'One more charge wouldn't hurt.' Dende thought. So he did, but the creature was ready for this. As Dende charged him the creature threw out his hand, while the sharp fingernails suddenly grew out into sharp knives, and slid right into Dende.
The guardian's eyes grew wide and he looked up. The thing was laughing again. It pushed him away and watched as the Namek collapsed to the ground. He reached to feel the wound, when he pulled his hand back purple blood came with it. Slowly he held his hand over himself and prepared to heal.
"Heh, not today Guardian." The creature said and pointed hi palm at Dende. Dende looked up at his, his eyes coming in and out of focus. Energy began to gather in the middle of his palm. Then he fired.
"No-NOOO!" Dende screamed, then everything was black.
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"NO! DENDE!" Gohan screamed jumping up suddenly, and making Videl fall backwards. Gohan powered up to Super Saiyan and jumped into the air flying like a bat out of hell, to Kamis lookout.
"THAT MONSTER!" Gohan yelled again. For some weird reason, Gohan blamed himself for this. Videl was left standing on the roof top a little shaken by Gohans actions. She shrugged it off then went after him.
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On the other side of the planet however thing had gone wrong. While everyone was in a trance watching the murders on the lookout, Fooler had gone after Goten. Goten opened his eyes, falling out of the trance just in time to dodge a killer blow.
So now for the pint-sized super Saiyan, the chase was on, and no one could help him. He was at Foolers mercy now.
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I know a bit bloody and violent, right? Heh. It had to be done. Ah, well, until the next chapter I guess! Bai!
Enjoy!
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The lighting flashed threw the windows once more and screams erupted throughout the arena. People started running towards doors evacuating a quickly as possible. There were no lights what so ever so everyone was tripping and crowding the exits. This had to be the worst time of an emergency. One thousand people, and there all blind.
Not a good thing.
The only ones who stayed behind was the little group of Saiyans and two humans. Not anyone from that group could sense or see what was causing all the chaos.
"Whats going on!" Trunks yelled trying to speak over all the screaming. He heard Goten say something back but he couldn't understand what. This was ridiculous and downright annoying. Vegeta grunted and held out his hand as a yellow flare of energy appeared.
"Now were not in the dark anymore." He said irritability. This light gave a goods glimpse of everyone. Bulma and Chichi were standing on his other side next to Trunks, Gokou was busy trying to look around, and Goten---
Was nowhere to be seen.
"Where's the other brat?" Vegeta yelled. Chichi turned around and looked all around her. A moment of panic aroused inside her body.
"Oh no, where's Goten? Gokou! Locate your son!" Her voice went from a worried to an angry voice in seconds. Her baby just had to be somewhere around here. The spiky haired Saiyan nodded at his wife, instead of shouting and pointed towards the stage floor.
"There." He pointed and made his way threw the crowd everyone else followed behind him. With no lights the only direction was their ability to sense Gotens energy signal. Why did this place have to be so darn crowded? Moving threw the thickness was like trying to walk threw quicksand.
Trying desperately not to lose his patients Vegeta merely 'nudged' every person that walked by him and tried to push him out of the way. He looked down and saw Trunks struggling to get threw so, doing a very fatherly thing, he picked the boy up. Trunks smiled happily.
When they got to the arena sure enough Goten was stand by its side starring into the far corner. By now the seats around the stage had been emptied and everyone had made it to the exits. So it was easier to hear the conversations. A small whimper could be heard from the other side of the stage. Gokou turned to look at Goten, his eyes were now well adjusted to the dark and he could just make out the Childs features.
They were hard and angry looking. His eyes were narrowed deeply, a hint of fear in his them. His breathing tensed and his looked to his father, then pointed to the stage.
"H-He's not dead dad." Was the only thing that slipped from the boy's mouth.
Gokou slowly turned his head at that moment the lighting flashed furiously again and a tall figure appeared with it. Fear struck the Saiyans heart suddenly. After such a harsh attack he actually survived? He had put everything into the beam and this creature was still alive.
"Impossible."
The rest of the group had arrived by then and saw the horror struck faces of their companions.
"Gokou? Whats Wro--" Chichi started but then stopped when he cut her off.
"Goten, take you mother and get out of here, now. You too Trunks." He said. Goten never disagreed of tried to arguer to stay he did what he was told. After all when his mother was safe he'd come back with Trunks. Not having a clue about what was going on Trunks turned and did the same. He gave a glance at Vegeta to be sure, and his father nodded.
"Now wait a minute! I'm not going anywhere until I know whats going on here!" Bulma said while Trunks pulled at her arm.
"Come on mom!" he shouted. Goten was having the same problem with Chichi, who refused to leave also. She wanted to know what was going on. No matter how powerful their super saiyan powers were, neither one of them could manage to move their moms. A dim flicker from above gave a small sign the light were coming back.
It got brighter until finally they appeared like new. Everyone stopped in their tracks when they saw the scene in front of them. Mr. Satan was huddled in the corner of the stage clutching his knees; his face was whiter then a piece of snow.
"Now look, whats your names Mr. Satan right? You said earlier you were the strongest. Are you lying?" Fooler asked. A small grin played on his lips, he was so enjoying playing with this weak human. Maybe he'd even have a heart attack.
"I-I Uh, said t-that?" Hercule stammered.
"Why yes you did. Only a minute ago, do you deny it Human?" Fooler's tail twitched behind him, and Mr. Satan's eyes went wide as the alien bent down to pick him up, by the collar.
"Well?" He said again. Fooler lifted his hand into the air and was about to strike when-
"Fooler! Put him down!"
The fused tyrant turned around and smirked deeply. His eyes narrowed and flashed dangerously. He gave one look towards Mr. Satan, then tossed him into the wall at the top of the Dome.
"I was wondering when you were going to make an appearance." Fooler said. He crossed his arms over his chest bored like.
"What is that thing?" Bulma questioned suddenly. "He looks like a mutant lizard, or slug. Gross." She put her hands on her hips and waited for an explanation. "Well?" She said sternly half way annoyed.
Fooler turned his attention towards her. The woman didn't seem to want to back down at all. What courage from an earthling, very stupid, but he had to hand it to her. Anyone else would have run out of the door.
"That was an insult by the way." The blue haired woman added. Vegeta could do nothing but stare at her. Did she want a death wish or something? He smirked. That's his wife for you.
"Well Vegeta one would obviously know that's she's your mate. The stubbornness and stupidity gave that all away. What a perfect match. Heh, Heh, Heh." Fooler uncrossed his arms and began walking towards them. This time though Bulma back up where Chichi was.
"Trunks, Goten get them out of here NOW!" Vegeta shouted angrily. He didn't know what he do if anything happened to the woman. Especially knowing he could stop it. Goten grabbed Chichis arm and Trunks grabbed Bulmas this time they moved. But before they got a change to leave Fooler appeared in front of them.
"And where are you going? I decided who leaves here for now on, so nobodies going anywhere unless it happens to be out of this world." Goten stood protectively in front of his mother, his hands out, as did Trunks. Foolers gaze turned to Goten now.
"You." he said. "You're the last one. Since the Nameks gone."
By now the boys had back up to the point where they had reached their dads. And were right where they started from.
"Namek?" Gokou said surprised. "Piccolo?" The Earth raised Saiyan starred at Fooler now. Did he kill Piccolo? His eyes became narrower and anger started building up inside him. Fooler shook his head slowly, a sadistic grin on his face now.
"Heh, No. The little one. Its all apart of Purrons riddle. Of course I easily figured it out, I had to kill him you see? To get my wish of course. Now there's only one part missing, ah yes, your youngest child." His eyes flashed dangerously. "He needs to die, as the riddle states, 'As long as the guardian lives and childhood innocence of once seen before survive."
Chichis eyes grew wide in horror. She grabbed Goten and pulled him around her back, then starting backing up more. Goten was totally clueless, the only thing he understood was that he had o die. Which wasn't a very pleasant thing to understand. Gokou was speechless. He starred wide-eyed at Fooler. A stream of hate running down his veins. Not only did he kill Dende and probably Piccolo, but he was after Goten.
"I can't believe, Dende is---" Gokou said slowly. "But what about Piccolo, he should have---"
"Done nothing. He never had a chance to Saiyan. Here I'll show you, all of you." Fooler pointed his palm at them and closed his eyes. A gust of wind hit the group like a ton of bricks, which knocked Bulma and Chichi down, and pushed Trunks and Goten back. When it ended they opened their eyes and found themselves on Kamis lookout.
Yet, in the same strange way they were not really there. It was some type of dream, a memory of Foolers. A memory that he channeled to them. But it all looked so real, the trees at the end of the lookout and Mr. Popos wonderful flowerbeds. Gokou reached out to touch a leaf on a tree, his hand went right threw it.
He blinked confused. Until Dende appeared coming out of the lookout, Mr. Popo was next to a small tree watering it with his jug. Gokou was about to say Hello when he found he couldn't talk. So instead he watched. Unknown to Gokou he wasn't the only one watching. Bulma, Chichi, Vegeta, Trunks and Goten were watching also.
~*~
Even on the other side of the planet, the same wind hit Gohan knocking him out of the air, and onto a rooftop. Videl followed worried about her boyfriend. Gohan was just sitting there as in a daze or something. She tried tapping him but no response. He was frozen. His eyes were shut tightly as if he were concentrating hard, but what Videl didn't know what that Gohan was watching a horrific scene getting ready to take place.
~*~
Dende walked peacefully out of the lookout as he smiled to Mr. Popo, who was watering the baby tree he had just planted.
"What a nice day isn't it, Mr. Popo?" he said cheerfully. Mr. Popo smiled back and nooded.
"Yes Dende it is indeed. One of the nicest all year."
Dende closed his eyes and let the sun beat on his face. Days like this reminded him of his childhood on Namek. Or at least the first years. Unlike Humans, or Saiyans, Namekians could remember from the first day they were born, they learned to take in all the planets atmospheric traits. Dende didn't know if it liked Earth better or not though. He had known the planet a VERY long time and was use to it.
But thinking about his home, and family got him sad inside. So he decided to see what Piccolo was doing. Dende walked to the other side of the lookout where Piccolo was meditating. The young guardian watched him taking a seat on the ground. For some reason when he watched Piccolo, Dende felt more comfortable. Possibly because he was a Namek too? Maybe.
Piccolo opened his eyes to look down at Dende. He wondered why the young Namek watched him so much, reminded him of Gohan when he was little. Piccolo smiled.
"Hello Dende." He said.
"Hi Piccolo, good day isn't it?"
"Yes it is. You look like there's something bothering you." Piccolo dropped out of his Indian style position and lowered to the ground. He held out a hand for Dende to help him up.
"No, maybe just a bit home sick. Which probably sounds weird now that I've been here eight years." Dende grinned up at Piccolo.
"No, I get that way too. You miss you people right?"
The young Namek nodded. "But I still have Gohan and Krillin here. And everyone else, so its not that bad."
Piccolo was about to respond when something alerted his senses. He glanced to the top of the look out and someone was standing there. Its energy signal was not familiar, but it was rather powerful. Dende had noticed also.
"Piccolo who's that?" He said quietly.
"I don't know. Stay back here alright?"
"Alright. Be careful."
Dende walked over to Mr. Popo who had placed the water can onto the ground and was watching. He turned around when he noticed the young Nameks presents.
"I get a bad feeling about this Dende."
Piccolo reached the stranger eyeing him briefly. He sure was a tall one, metal skin, with a long tail. Reminded him of Cooler in a way. But the hair threw that idea way off. The Namek narrowed his eyes.
"Who are you?" He asked sternly, his voice calm. Whoever this creature was, was now smirking at him. Piccolo didn't like it one bit. He didn't like these guys' eyes; there was just something dreadfully evil about them.
"My name is of no importance. I'm just here to wipe away a clue." The strangers voice was smooth, calm, yet it sounded fused. Like he was once two people.
"Clue?" Piccolo questioned confused, yet he didn't show it. "What clue?"
The creature pointed a long finger behind him at Dende. Its smirk deepened with cruelty. He swung his tail behind him slamming into the floor of the lookout.
"That clue."
"Dende? Why? Why him?" Piccolo asked.
"No more talking Namek. I want my wish today!!" The creature vanished in a flash then appeared by Dende. The Namek fell over surprised from the sudden appearance. The stranger raised a hand when starting glowing a dark black color. Dendes looked at him in fear, as he brought his hand to Dende head.
"NOOO!" Mr. Popo shouted and caught it. For being just a caretaker for the lookout Mr. Popo was sure a strong one.
"Dende run!"
Dende didn't need to be told twice. He was up and out of there running as fast as his legs would take him. He glanced back only once to see how Mr. Popo was doing. That was a mistake. To his horror he watched the creature push his hands threw Mr. Popos stomach then let out an energy attack. There was nothing left of the faithful friend everything was clear.
"MR. POPO!! NOOOO!!!" Dende yelled. He his eyes begin to water, tears streamed down his face. He wanted to go back, but there was nothing he could do now. He felt helpless and scared now. His friend had just died to save him. When Dende reached the end of the lookout a surprise was waiting for him.
The monster was standing there, grinning with delight.
"MONSTER!" Dende yelled his anger rising. He couldn't fight, but he'd try if need be. That was when Piccolo appeared in front of him.
"Dende leave. NOW!" he shouted.
"Piccolo please! Don't fight! I don't want you to get hurt, or, or worse!"
But Piccolo ignored his request and lunged at the stranger. Dende turned and ran the other way. He picked up speed then started flying until he left the lookout completely. Now Piccolo was alone, and up against this creature. With all the power his had Piccolo would fight until it was gone. He felt he had this new threat at bay until the tables turned.
The Namek was now trying to defend himself. His effort was useless, and he knew that, but darn it he wasn't going to go out with out a good fight! The lookout was being ruined inch by inch. With every second passing Piccolo started losing energy, until the final blow was struck.
The creature grabbed him by the throat with his tail, and then sent a harsh punch into the older Nameks stomach. He screamed in pain and raised his fist to strike, but this thing caught it. It grinned at Piccolo, while its finger nails went threw his arms separating it from his body. Another scream of pain was heard. The thing pulled Piccolo closer and whispered into his ear.
"I know you can regenerate Namek, but I won't give you the time. Good bye." He pointed his finger between the Nameks eyes and let off a point blank energy attack.
Dende stopped in mid air and looked back up to the lookout. He swore he just heard Piccolo scream. Another tear rolled down his cheek. He couldn't leave him up there alone to die. What if he could be saved? What if Dende was needed? Gathering up courage Dende shot back up to the lookout. When he reached it, everything was destroyed, and there was no sign of Piccolo. He clenched his fist in anger then fell to the ground.
"Oh No." he said slowly.
"Oh yes." Something from behind him answered. Dende stood up and turned only to see that thing. A Bitter hate enraged the young guardian and he charged the thing, the monster, the creature that killed his friends. He knew he could never hurt him, but he would try to at least do something.
Dende swung his fist, which the thing dodged easy, laughing. He tried again, and again, until he was tired. He was after all a healer, not a fighter. 'One more charge wouldn't hurt.' Dende thought. So he did, but the creature was ready for this. As Dende charged him the creature threw out his hand, while the sharp fingernails suddenly grew out into sharp knives, and slid right into Dende.
The guardian's eyes grew wide and he looked up. The thing was laughing again. It pushed him away and watched as the Namek collapsed to the ground. He reached to feel the wound, when he pulled his hand back purple blood came with it. Slowly he held his hand over himself and prepared to heal.
"Heh, not today Guardian." The creature said and pointed hi palm at Dende. Dende looked up at his, his eyes coming in and out of focus. Energy began to gather in the middle of his palm. Then he fired.
"No-NOOO!" Dende screamed, then everything was black.
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"NO! DENDE!" Gohan screamed jumping up suddenly, and making Videl fall backwards. Gohan powered up to Super Saiyan and jumped into the air flying like a bat out of hell, to Kamis lookout.
"THAT MONSTER!" Gohan yelled again. For some weird reason, Gohan blamed himself for this. Videl was left standing on the roof top a little shaken by Gohans actions. She shrugged it off then went after him.
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On the other side of the planet however thing had gone wrong. While everyone was in a trance watching the murders on the lookout, Fooler had gone after Goten. Goten opened his eyes, falling out of the trance just in time to dodge a killer blow.
So now for the pint-sized super Saiyan, the chase was on, and no one could help him. He was at Foolers mercy now.
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I know a bit bloody and violent, right? Heh. It had to be done. Ah, well, until the next chapter I guess! Bai!