Dende's Love
Chapter 13: It Has Begun
Doquenis became larger and larger as he came down from the sky. In much the way Cell had, he cleared an area out to fight, sending a message to Linden.
*You know where I am now.... you'll meet me here, and when you lose, I will have you as my mate, as by royal decree is allotted for a Prince. Come down,* he finished, in a formal tone that seemed almost as sinister as when he laughed at sending her images of her destroyed home.
Up on the Lookout, Linden took several deep breaths, nervous. A hand was layed on her shoulder, making her jump. Looking over her shoulder, she saw that it was Dende, with Gohan and Videl flanking him. "You'll do fine, Linden. And we'll be behind you, all the way," Dende said quietly, but firmly. Linden nodded, bit her lip, and then embraced him tightly.
*Thank you,* came the words into his head, and judging his friends' faces, the words were meant only for him to have heard. *I really do care about you. I just..... give me more time. But know that I do feel for you.*
Dende hugged her back, and into her head came the words, *I care too. Now go and fight..... for your people, mine, and all peoples, so that this evil will never touch them again.*
Nodding, Linden drew away, and went to Piccolo, looking up into his eyes. *Thank you, sensei. You helped me achieve the Power, and I appreciate all you did.*
Piccolo looked at her with a small grain of affection in his eyes, and they gripped eachother's forearms. "Let's fight," were the only words that came out of his mouth. Linden gave a small smile, and nodded.
Taking a deep breath, she beat her wings and flew to the battlefield. Doquenis stood there, waiting for her. His hair was braided in the royal way, and he had cold, dark eyes that skimmed her body. His eyebrow quirked at her scarlet wings, and he smirked.
*You're puny Power is no match for me. Nothing is. Remember that, little one,* he commented in an icy voice, full of boredom and dirision. He raised his hands, and started to glow as he powered up. When he looked at her, his eyes were fully black.
Linden prayed quickly, and closed her eyes, letting the images of her people flit behind them. She powered up, and was enveloped in a blue light, turning her wings a shade of purple. Her hair, still in the braids that the Power had put it in, was surprisingly still.
A flash appeared suddenly, at both of their foreheads, and a jewel appeared on each of them. Standing still, a light came from Doquenis, and the attack from his mind was translated physically through the jewel. Quickly, Linden's flashed, and blocked this attack with one of her own.
As this went on, Doquenis finally moved towards her, so quickly that even Gohan's Sayain-jin eyes couldn't follow him except for small flashes. Linden fought back, both on the mental as well as physical plain. This was hard to do, but she kept up.
A hard double attack knocked her down, and she was shocked, but got up and attacked again in the time it took to blink. Doquenis split, and had three of himself attacking her. She glowed briefly, and split as well, trying very hard to keep him off-guard with decidedly unorthodox fighting skills that Piccolo had taught her.
Doquenis got angrier and angrier until his eyes each hand one half red, and one half black. It was disconcerting for all of them, including Linden as she had never seen one of her people with only two colors and black being one of them.
Another attack came that sent her across the floor, and her other parts were absorbed back into her. She shook her head, and barely had time to stand as Doquenis came at her himself, and started attacking in earnest.
Linden blocked as best she could, and even got in a few shots, but reminded herself that even though royals were endowed with extra power, that nearly matched her Power, she just had to keep her mind on how she would beat him.
*I don't see how you were ever related to Loumil. Ever.* she spit out as they fought.
Doquenis grinned fiercely, and replied, *We only share blood. That's all we share.* He plyed her with more mind attacks now as she experienced a sense of deja vu, her eyes wide and shocked.
/The dream! Loumil said the same thing!/ she thought frantically as they fought. He got in another shot, and she cried out. Terror and fury flowed through her, giving her strength. She fought back, over and over, getting up every time she was knocked down, but her power was waning with every blow.
/How is this happening? I thought that the Power was the strongest that there was!/ she screamed in her mind, shielding her thoughts from Doquenis. He had come to a standstill, wearing a smirk, his head smugly held high.
Linden struggled to control her breathing, her wings somewhat torn and needing to be healed. His voice came into her head again. *Round One is mine, beautiful one. But there will only be one more. You get two days. Be back here at sunrise on the third day, or I will start on this race. I will not stop, rest assured.*
Doquenis disappeared, and left Linden to look around. She slowly sat on the ground, holding her head in her hands. She was bleeding from several places, and was bruised severely. Dende came up onto the field, and healed her. *Thank you,* came her voice, tinged with gratitude.
Nodding, Dende gave her a smile, and walked back to the rest of the group. *Linden,* came a startlingly familiar voice. *I will train you to use the Power.*
Her eyes went wide. *Th-that voice..... could it be?* she asked herself. Her face was white with shock. *Loumil?*
A/N: I'm trying to make up for all the time I've been gone. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and please please PLEASE tell me what you think. I'm a bit out of my element with sparring, but I'm doing my best. Better vague, in my opinion, than unrealistic. ^_^ Anywho, review review review! They make my world go 'round! Blessed be, Chero
Chapter 13: It Has Begun
Doquenis became larger and larger as he came down from the sky. In much the way Cell had, he cleared an area out to fight, sending a message to Linden.
*You know where I am now.... you'll meet me here, and when you lose, I will have you as my mate, as by royal decree is allotted for a Prince. Come down,* he finished, in a formal tone that seemed almost as sinister as when he laughed at sending her images of her destroyed home.
Up on the Lookout, Linden took several deep breaths, nervous. A hand was layed on her shoulder, making her jump. Looking over her shoulder, she saw that it was Dende, with Gohan and Videl flanking him. "You'll do fine, Linden. And we'll be behind you, all the way," Dende said quietly, but firmly. Linden nodded, bit her lip, and then embraced him tightly.
*Thank you,* came the words into his head, and judging his friends' faces, the words were meant only for him to have heard. *I really do care about you. I just..... give me more time. But know that I do feel for you.*
Dende hugged her back, and into her head came the words, *I care too. Now go and fight..... for your people, mine, and all peoples, so that this evil will never touch them again.*
Nodding, Linden drew away, and went to Piccolo, looking up into his eyes. *Thank you, sensei. You helped me achieve the Power, and I appreciate all you did.*
Piccolo looked at her with a small grain of affection in his eyes, and they gripped eachother's forearms. "Let's fight," were the only words that came out of his mouth. Linden gave a small smile, and nodded.
Taking a deep breath, she beat her wings and flew to the battlefield. Doquenis stood there, waiting for her. His hair was braided in the royal way, and he had cold, dark eyes that skimmed her body. His eyebrow quirked at her scarlet wings, and he smirked.
*You're puny Power is no match for me. Nothing is. Remember that, little one,* he commented in an icy voice, full of boredom and dirision. He raised his hands, and started to glow as he powered up. When he looked at her, his eyes were fully black.
Linden prayed quickly, and closed her eyes, letting the images of her people flit behind them. She powered up, and was enveloped in a blue light, turning her wings a shade of purple. Her hair, still in the braids that the Power had put it in, was surprisingly still.
A flash appeared suddenly, at both of their foreheads, and a jewel appeared on each of them. Standing still, a light came from Doquenis, and the attack from his mind was translated physically through the jewel. Quickly, Linden's flashed, and blocked this attack with one of her own.
As this went on, Doquenis finally moved towards her, so quickly that even Gohan's Sayain-jin eyes couldn't follow him except for small flashes. Linden fought back, both on the mental as well as physical plain. This was hard to do, but she kept up.
A hard double attack knocked her down, and she was shocked, but got up and attacked again in the time it took to blink. Doquenis split, and had three of himself attacking her. She glowed briefly, and split as well, trying very hard to keep him off-guard with decidedly unorthodox fighting skills that Piccolo had taught her.
Doquenis got angrier and angrier until his eyes each hand one half red, and one half black. It was disconcerting for all of them, including Linden as she had never seen one of her people with only two colors and black being one of them.
Another attack came that sent her across the floor, and her other parts were absorbed back into her. She shook her head, and barely had time to stand as Doquenis came at her himself, and started attacking in earnest.
Linden blocked as best she could, and even got in a few shots, but reminded herself that even though royals were endowed with extra power, that nearly matched her Power, she just had to keep her mind on how she would beat him.
*I don't see how you were ever related to Loumil. Ever.* she spit out as they fought.
Doquenis grinned fiercely, and replied, *We only share blood. That's all we share.* He plyed her with more mind attacks now as she experienced a sense of deja vu, her eyes wide and shocked.
/The dream! Loumil said the same thing!/ she thought frantically as they fought. He got in another shot, and she cried out. Terror and fury flowed through her, giving her strength. She fought back, over and over, getting up every time she was knocked down, but her power was waning with every blow.
/How is this happening? I thought that the Power was the strongest that there was!/ she screamed in her mind, shielding her thoughts from Doquenis. He had come to a standstill, wearing a smirk, his head smugly held high.
Linden struggled to control her breathing, her wings somewhat torn and needing to be healed. His voice came into her head again. *Round One is mine, beautiful one. But there will only be one more. You get two days. Be back here at sunrise on the third day, or I will start on this race. I will not stop, rest assured.*
Doquenis disappeared, and left Linden to look around. She slowly sat on the ground, holding her head in her hands. She was bleeding from several places, and was bruised severely. Dende came up onto the field, and healed her. *Thank you,* came her voice, tinged with gratitude.
Nodding, Dende gave her a smile, and walked back to the rest of the group. *Linden,* came a startlingly familiar voice. *I will train you to use the Power.*
Her eyes went wide. *Th-that voice..... could it be?* she asked herself. Her face was white with shock. *Loumil?*
A/N: I'm trying to make up for all the time I've been gone. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and please please PLEASE tell me what you think. I'm a bit out of my element with sparring, but I'm doing my best. Better vague, in my opinion, than unrealistic. ^_^ Anywho, review review review! They make my world go 'round! Blessed be, Chero