Piccolo felt no better after his meditation, which ended late the next
morning. He found no solace and wondered himself what was wrong with him.
He knew there had been a sudden change in himself. And yet, he felt no need
to fight it.
Mia awoke, silently got out of bed, and walked to Vegita's room.
He still stood at the window, watching the outside vacantly. He wasn't enjoying a view, or even watching something. He was studying the terrain...but for what?
"Vegita sir?" Mia said softly. His sensitive ears twitched at her voice, although he had sensed her coming.
"Hush child." he whispered. "You know it, don't you?"
Mia swallowed and nodded, "Piccolo won't like this, Vegita." She said softly, frightened, "And I'm not going to give into this because of this impulse..."
"We may not have a choice." He replied, eyes fixated out the window. "Our blood is being pumped mercilessly through our veins with no remorse of the consequences, and we can not deny our heritage." He averted his gaze to his hands, "It may be the only way to secure the future of our race."
Mia shook her head. "I can't do this Vegita!"
Vegita finally glanced over his shoulder and spoke. "My blood line will make it impossible for me to resist, regardless of our mates."
Mia shuddered. "The impulse is strong, but I can't deny Piccolo..." She stared at him. "This was triggered yesterday...wasn't it?"
Vegita looked on. "A force controlled me yes." He stated, "However, it did not make me lust for you."
"What do you mean?"
He abruptly got up from the window and stopped in front of her, taking her forearms and forcing her into him. She gasped, but he silenced her with a forceful kiss.
He retreated from her and replied, "That force was the only thing that stopped me from taking you right there!"
Mia squirmed a bit in his grasp, but it only tightened. His black eyes bored into hers, violating her soul. His gaze traveled her body and tightened at her waist, then returned to her eyes.
"You've felt the impact of your blood. I'd like to see you try and fight it." He released her. "We don't have long...if you want to retaliate, prepare now, while you can."
Mia left quickly. 'I was hoping he'd assure me that his actions yesterday were the result of what was controlling him! Now I find he lied to Piccolo and is not fighting the season for Saiya-jin mating!'
She dashed out of hi room and down the stairs, not really knowing where to go, but knowing that little by little, things were getting worse.
Ezekiel stood in the center of his small room, holding the jar, which held his lightning bug. He watched it, his eyes flickering as the bulb of the insect. ~ You see it there? Why is it so wrong to get rid of it?~
Ezekiel looked on at it. "It's alive. I shouldn't hurt it."
~It's just an insect! It won't be missed...go on...do it!* A creepy voice spoke to the boy, convincingly, and seductively. ~Be seduced by the urges you feel...Don't be afraid of them.~
Slowly, he unscrewed the lid. "It hasn't done nothing wrong."
~Yet it sickens you!~ the voice argued, ~It's weak! It does not deserve to live!~
"Yes."
~Then do it!~
The innocent expression on his face changed, taking the firefly from its glass prison. He watched it as it gently crawled across his fingers and into his palm. Suddenly, his and closed, crushing the defenseless creature. The boy smiled. "It was weak...it didn't deserve to live."
He opened his hands to find the unholy remains of his victim. ~Feel nothing for its loss of life. It does not matter.~
"It does not matter."
Piccolo flew to Kami's to see Kami standing at the edge of the lookout.
"Old man, we need to talk!" He barked, striding forward.
"Yes...we do...but about more than what you think."
Piccolo's face remained in a deep frown.
Kami turned toward him. "You're different, Piccolo."
Piccolo growled loudly, his temper raging. "I can't meditate! I can't shake this presence!"
Kami nodded. "There are many things happening on earth, and from what I can tell, you are not the only one under this influence." The guardian raised his gaze and looked up at the clouds, almost feeling tears in his eyes. "Sad days are coming, and darkness is going to make this planet it's home if something isn't done." He looked at Piccolo, who was squirming uncontrollably, almost beastlike. "Remain here and protect your family." Kami pleaded. "Mia doesn't need this heartache, stay here and protect her from yourself."
At the speed of light, Piccolo's hand was at the guardian's throat. "What if I don't want her protected? What if I'd care less if she lived or died!"
"That's not true..."
"Shut up!" He hissed, his fangs bared and his clutch tightening. "You're the source of this! YOU, will die!"
"Piccolo, stop this, please!" Mr. Popo's voice begged, shivering in fear. "Please! Leave Kami be!"
Kami's face began to loose color as Piccolo strangled him. He opened his mouth to speak, but only squeaks of held air were forced out.
Piccolo's face smiled demonically, as he felt the pulse of the god's blood begin to sow and loose it's strength.
"PICCOLO, STOP!"
A foot smacked the nameks arm and Kami went flying to the ground.
With a cold howl, Piccolo looked to see that his attacker was Goku.
The Saiya-jin frowned at him, his hair spiked golden blonde and eyes sparkling. "Piccolo, if you want to fight, come with me..."
Anger bubbled in his body, and his arms and legs revolted in shivers of blazing fury. The once always calm and controlled namek was in a rabid state.
"Goku...I will kill you...now!"
Before he could strike, a hard blow to the back of his head caused Piccolo to black out and go unconscious. Krillin stood behind him, panting loudly as he had used all his strength to power the blow.
Goku retransformed and breathed in relief. "He was so blinded with hate that he couldn't even sense us." He smiled thankfully. "Thanks Krillin, the pan worked."
Krillin was already by Kami's side as the old man gasped for air.
Goku wiped the sweat from his brow and swallowed. "Are you alright Kami?"
He nodded.
"What happened to him? I thought he was one of us?" Krillin asked.
Kami shivered. "There is a horrid force on the earth. It's been waiting and waiting for the perfect time to strike and the time was now." He looked up at Goku. "Even Piccolo's amazing mental shields couldn't ward off the power that possessed him."
Both Krillin and Goku looked confused. Mr.Popo helped Kami up, and a large bruise covered his throat. He rubbed it carefully and continued. "Piccolo was being controlled, the force was feeding off of his darker nature and using him for it's own purposes."
Goku furrowed his brow. "I don't get it? Why haven't we sensed him before?"
Kami looked up at them. "But you have, you need only remember."
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Mia awoke, silently got out of bed, and walked to Vegita's room.
He still stood at the window, watching the outside vacantly. He wasn't enjoying a view, or even watching something. He was studying the terrain...but for what?
"Vegita sir?" Mia said softly. His sensitive ears twitched at her voice, although he had sensed her coming.
"Hush child." he whispered. "You know it, don't you?"
Mia swallowed and nodded, "Piccolo won't like this, Vegita." She said softly, frightened, "And I'm not going to give into this because of this impulse..."
"We may not have a choice." He replied, eyes fixated out the window. "Our blood is being pumped mercilessly through our veins with no remorse of the consequences, and we can not deny our heritage." He averted his gaze to his hands, "It may be the only way to secure the future of our race."
Mia shook her head. "I can't do this Vegita!"
Vegita finally glanced over his shoulder and spoke. "My blood line will make it impossible for me to resist, regardless of our mates."
Mia shuddered. "The impulse is strong, but I can't deny Piccolo..." She stared at him. "This was triggered yesterday...wasn't it?"
Vegita looked on. "A force controlled me yes." He stated, "However, it did not make me lust for you."
"What do you mean?"
He abruptly got up from the window and stopped in front of her, taking her forearms and forcing her into him. She gasped, but he silenced her with a forceful kiss.
He retreated from her and replied, "That force was the only thing that stopped me from taking you right there!"
Mia squirmed a bit in his grasp, but it only tightened. His black eyes bored into hers, violating her soul. His gaze traveled her body and tightened at her waist, then returned to her eyes.
"You've felt the impact of your blood. I'd like to see you try and fight it." He released her. "We don't have long...if you want to retaliate, prepare now, while you can."
Mia left quickly. 'I was hoping he'd assure me that his actions yesterday were the result of what was controlling him! Now I find he lied to Piccolo and is not fighting the season for Saiya-jin mating!'
She dashed out of hi room and down the stairs, not really knowing where to go, but knowing that little by little, things were getting worse.
Ezekiel stood in the center of his small room, holding the jar, which held his lightning bug. He watched it, his eyes flickering as the bulb of the insect. ~ You see it there? Why is it so wrong to get rid of it?~
Ezekiel looked on at it. "It's alive. I shouldn't hurt it."
~It's just an insect! It won't be missed...go on...do it!* A creepy voice spoke to the boy, convincingly, and seductively. ~Be seduced by the urges you feel...Don't be afraid of them.~
Slowly, he unscrewed the lid. "It hasn't done nothing wrong."
~Yet it sickens you!~ the voice argued, ~It's weak! It does not deserve to live!~
"Yes."
~Then do it!~
The innocent expression on his face changed, taking the firefly from its glass prison. He watched it as it gently crawled across his fingers and into his palm. Suddenly, his and closed, crushing the defenseless creature. The boy smiled. "It was weak...it didn't deserve to live."
He opened his hands to find the unholy remains of his victim. ~Feel nothing for its loss of life. It does not matter.~
"It does not matter."
Piccolo flew to Kami's to see Kami standing at the edge of the lookout.
"Old man, we need to talk!" He barked, striding forward.
"Yes...we do...but about more than what you think."
Piccolo's face remained in a deep frown.
Kami turned toward him. "You're different, Piccolo."
Piccolo growled loudly, his temper raging. "I can't meditate! I can't shake this presence!"
Kami nodded. "There are many things happening on earth, and from what I can tell, you are not the only one under this influence." The guardian raised his gaze and looked up at the clouds, almost feeling tears in his eyes. "Sad days are coming, and darkness is going to make this planet it's home if something isn't done." He looked at Piccolo, who was squirming uncontrollably, almost beastlike. "Remain here and protect your family." Kami pleaded. "Mia doesn't need this heartache, stay here and protect her from yourself."
At the speed of light, Piccolo's hand was at the guardian's throat. "What if I don't want her protected? What if I'd care less if she lived or died!"
"That's not true..."
"Shut up!" He hissed, his fangs bared and his clutch tightening. "You're the source of this! YOU, will die!"
"Piccolo, stop this, please!" Mr. Popo's voice begged, shivering in fear. "Please! Leave Kami be!"
Kami's face began to loose color as Piccolo strangled him. He opened his mouth to speak, but only squeaks of held air were forced out.
Piccolo's face smiled demonically, as he felt the pulse of the god's blood begin to sow and loose it's strength.
"PICCOLO, STOP!"
A foot smacked the nameks arm and Kami went flying to the ground.
With a cold howl, Piccolo looked to see that his attacker was Goku.
The Saiya-jin frowned at him, his hair spiked golden blonde and eyes sparkling. "Piccolo, if you want to fight, come with me..."
Anger bubbled in his body, and his arms and legs revolted in shivers of blazing fury. The once always calm and controlled namek was in a rabid state.
"Goku...I will kill you...now!"
Before he could strike, a hard blow to the back of his head caused Piccolo to black out and go unconscious. Krillin stood behind him, panting loudly as he had used all his strength to power the blow.
Goku retransformed and breathed in relief. "He was so blinded with hate that he couldn't even sense us." He smiled thankfully. "Thanks Krillin, the pan worked."
Krillin was already by Kami's side as the old man gasped for air.
Goku wiped the sweat from his brow and swallowed. "Are you alright Kami?"
He nodded.
"What happened to him? I thought he was one of us?" Krillin asked.
Kami shivered. "There is a horrid force on the earth. It's been waiting and waiting for the perfect time to strike and the time was now." He looked up at Goku. "Even Piccolo's amazing mental shields couldn't ward off the power that possessed him."
Both Krillin and Goku looked confused. Mr.Popo helped Kami up, and a large bruise covered his throat. He rubbed it carefully and continued. "Piccolo was being controlled, the force was feeding off of his darker nature and using him for it's own purposes."
Goku furrowed his brow. "I don't get it? Why haven't we sensed him before?"
Kami looked up at them. "But you have, you need only remember."
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