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Chapter 7
"Tell us where to start looking, you idiotic machine!"
Piccolo grabbed Yuri from the scowling Vegeta and glared at him. "Shaking him won't help, Vegeta."
Vegeta smirked. "It doesn't. But it makes me feel better."
Piccolo rolled his eyes at the comment and searched the radar for a sign of the Dragonball. Suddenly, a red spot marked the radar, and Yuri began bleeping.
"Piccolo-san. Piccolo-san. Piccolo-san!"
The Namek threw a confused look at Vegeta, who could only laugh shortly.
"You've got a way with robots, Namek." he mocked, but flew closer to look at the radar nonetheless.
They both stopped in mid-air studying the radar. Yuri continued yelling Piccolo's name, until this one growled.
"Stop that Yuri! One time is enough!"
Yuri silenced immediately. He pointed down. "That mountain." was the short answer.
Both warriors looked at the mountain under them. It was a rather small mountain, between two fairly larges ones. Covered with snow and ice, it looked very welcoming. The two of them decended and landed on the cold feet of the mountain.
For a short moment, they stared at the mountain, which suddenly seemed a lot bigger.
"Why don't we just blow it up." Vegeta commented, studying the size of the mountain.
"We might destroy the dragonball as well." Piccolo replied. "Let's just start walking from here, the radar isn't too clear on it's exact location."
Vegeta smirked "Baka onna. She can't do anything right, can she."
Piccolo frowned at him. "You have very little respect for Bulma. I don't know how she keeps up with you."
Vegeta snorted. "Oh, she doesn't keep up with me. I keep up with her. And you are almost right Namek. She means little to me."
"I doubt that, somewhere."
"Well, what do you know. Let's just look."
Vegeta eyed Piccolo for a brief moment. Why did the Namek insist he walked in front of him? Like he would waste his precious time on killing him. Ha, he lost his interest in Piccolo.
No, Thenso was the one he was after. And the Dragon balls would only be a plus. If he could gather all of them, he might make a wish after all. The stupid balls were the main reason he ever came to earth.
"Wait."
Vegeta stopped and crossed his arms.
"Can I turn around?" he asked mockingly.
Piccolo ignored the comment and nodded at a certain spot in the mountain.
"We should take a left. " he stated.
Vegeta frowned and leaned against the side of the mountain. "There is no left."
Rolling his eyes, Piccolo looked at Yuri. The radar/robot bleeped once again and repeated what Piccolo had said before.
"Dragon ball located to the left"
"Well then," Vegeta replied, "we should create a left." he said, and aimed his right hand at the wall.
Before he could fire, however, Piccolo jumped on him and growled.
"You idiot!"
"WHAT?!" Vegeta asked, throwing the Namek off him. He brushed some snow off him and glared at Piccolo.
"Don't EVER jump on me." he warned him and aimed his hand at the wall again.
Piccolo leaped back up and grabbed his arm. "No, you don't understand. Blast that wall and the mountain will collapse!"
Vegeta paused and shook himself loose.
"Maybe." he nodded. "But how else are we supposed to turn left?" he asked.
Piccolo remained silent for a moment, clearly in deep thought.
"Well?" Vegeta demanded again.
"I don't know." Piccolo said. Before he could continue, a snowflake landed on his green cheek. As soon as the flake melted on his warm skin, he looked up at the sky.
"Hn. Snowstorm."
Vegeta slammed his fist in the mountain wall. "Just perfect." he said in frustration.
It remained quiet. A small rumble was heard, stiffening both warriors, but the rumbling noise faded.
"Stop punching things, Vegeta." Piccolo ordered.
"You're not helping either, Namek."
The snow began to fall in a larger amount, annoying both warriors. They lost the clear vision and the sudden breeze made it harder to understand each other.
Yuri jumped on the ground and made a loud noise. "Warning! Warning! Extreme low temperatures, system failure! Warning!"
Instead of shutting up, like they were used of the machine, after it rambled on for a while, Yuri continued bleeping. To add up to it, the little robot started to run around in little circles. "Cold Cold! Dragonball! Dragonball! Located! Snowstorm! Warning! Danger!"
Both Piccolo and Vegeta stared at the robot, and before Piccolo could do something, Vegeta had grabbed Yuri.
"Enough" he yelled. His harsh voice echoed throughout the mountain. Piccolo blinked.
"Machine, I warn you. Shut up and show us another way to the dragon ball!"
Yuri didn't reply and continued bleeping. Snowflakes fell on the small robot, and while Piccolo and Vegeta were pretty much snow free, Yuri was already covered.
"Here's what I think of your danger!" Vegeta growled, raising his other fist, in an attempt to smash him.
But before Vegeta could even move an inch, Piccolo shot a small ki blast from his fingertip, hitting Vegeta's hand. He dropped Yuri and clenched his fist. "What was that supposed to mean?"
Trying to wave the snow away, Piccolo replied: "*You* were trying to destroy our only chance on finding all the balls!"
"I wasn't! I was threatening it! What gives you the right to shoot at me?" The Prince spat back. "Here's what I think of your weak attempt of an attack!" he yelled, and aimed a ki blast at Piccolo.
The Namek stepped aside and watched the blast hit a heap of snow a bit further away. The loud noise of the impact echoed as well, and Piccolo's ears cringed for a moment.
"Vegeta, we -"
"We WHAT?" The Prince smirked, taking a stance.
Piccolo sighed. "I'm not trying to fight you here!"
"Hah!" Vegeta scoffed. "Then you won't mind if I shoot at that BLASTED robot, who CAN'T shut up!" he yelled, pointing at Yuri, who was still bleeping "DANGER!".
He really was in 'danger', considering the robot was covered in a pile of snow, but neither one of them noticed. They just heard his constant bleepind and monotone voice.
Vegeta formed a ki shot in the palm of his hand, but was cut off by another beam from Piccolo.
"That's IT!" he roared, and released the attack towards Piccolo.
Piccolo blocked it, sending the attack in the wall. Losing his cool, he launched himself at the Saiyan and grabbed him by the throat.
"Stop firing at me. Stop attacking Yuri. For once, just STOP!" He screamed at Vegeta, and with that, they heard a loud crack.
Both looked up, and saw the top of the mountain collapsing, and large pieces of ice falling down.
On them.
"Piccolo!" Vegeta scowled, before he ducked, in an attempt to take cover.
Piccolo grabbed Yuri, and followed Vegeta's examply. Before the avalanche reached them, however, the floor shook.
Vegeta's eyes widened as he discovered the ground beneath them was disappearing. Before any of them could react, they fell down and were covered with snow, down a deep chasm, between walls of snow.
Trapped, like rats. Stuck together, with nothing but snow falling down on them and an increasing cold surrounding them.
"Ugh."
"They've been away for a long time, now."
Trunks opened his eyes from a dreamless sleep and looked over at Pan. She stood in the exact place she stood a few hours ago. In front of the window, looking outside.
Trunks smiled. "Did the scenery change at all, since I fell asleep?" he asked jokingly.
She nodded slowly. "It began snowing an hour ago, and hasn't stopped since."
"Snowing? I doubt that will stop my father and Piccolo."
"No, but it will make the search for the dragon ball harder." Pan shrugged. "I guess there's nothing wrong. I'm just anxious."
He nodded. "I like the sight of snow. In my time, the snow made the landscape look even worse, if that's even possible." He grimaced.
"But here, the snow looks kind of pretty. Don't you think?"
Pan nodded. "I suppose so."
She turned around and walked towards the door, grabbing her warm coat on her way.
"Hey, where are you going?" Trunks asked, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
"Outside. I can't sit around here and wait. I'm going to see if I can catch up with them." She smiled.
"Should I - "
"Stay here?" she interrupted. "Yes. I think someone should guard the ship. You mind?"
"I doubt if me minding would stop you, Pan." Trunks laughed.
"Hn. You're right. I'll be back soon, Trunks, hopefully with your father and Piccolo."
Trunks waved goodbye and sat down in front of the computer. He studied the galaxy map in front of him, trying to figure out where exactly they were.
Space travel. He sighed. "Bad idea."
"Get off me, Namek" Vegeta growled.
His voice made the walls shudder, and Piccolo pressed his green hand on Vegeta's mouth.
"Shut up!" he hissed. "These walls are about to collapse, idiot!"
Vegeta's eye widened upon the insults made by Piccolo, but he remained calm as soon as the rumbling stopped.
Slowly getting up, he rubbed his neck. "So," he said softly, "is there no way out?"
Piccolo sighed and looked up.
"We could get out," he said and pointed at Yuri's radar. "But according to this thing, the ball is near us."
"Near us, you say?" Vegeta repeated and snorted. "Well then, let's hurry up and find it."
Taking the lead, he continued down the chasm followed closely by Piccolo.
"Oh and Piccolo," Vegeta turned his head around and smirked at him. "Don't ever touch me again."
Piccolo glared at him and continued walking after him, carrying Yuri and looking around the chasm.
After a couple of minutes he remained where he stood. "Vegeta."
Vegeta stopped as well and sighed with annoyance. "What now?!"
"Maybe we should let the others know where we are. What if one of them starts searching for us, and they find nothing but remains of the avalanche ?"
The Prince shrugged. "I don't care what they would think. We have to get that blasted ball one way or the other? If you want to remain behind and wait around for someone who might not even show up, be my guest. I didn't ask for your company."
Piccolo clenched his fists. "That's NOT what I meant, and if you think I'm going to let you handle this on your own, you're wrong."
"Fine. Just follow me, we'll be back to the brats in no time." Vegeta rolled his eyes and lead the way.
"An avalanche?" Pan questioned out loud.
"Oh no, what have they done?" She rolled her eyes, knowing that the two of them must have fought. She looked down at the pile of snow, and tried to find remains of a ki explosion. The fresh snow covered all trails, however.
She shook the snow of her shoulders. If she staid in one place for too long, she would be covered with snow in no time. The storm got even worse, but now she had another problem:
Finding Piccolo and Vegeta, AND the Ball.
"Why did this seem so much easier the first time?" She sighed and landed in the soft snow.
"Veggie?" she yelled, her voice echoing.
"Piccolo!"
The echo of her own voice was all she heard. The ground around her shook as soon as she raised her voice. Slowly but certain she realized how unsteady the ground was.
With a concerned look she levitated above the ground. If *she* had troubling standing, then those two didn't stand a chance. And where were they now? Did they manage to escape, or were they trapped somewhere?
"Damn you guys! It's too cold for this!"
"If you let go, you'll regret it, Namek!" Vegeta hissed.
"Hmph. I thought I could never touch you again?"
"Just shut up, I'm almost there"
Vegeta's arm disappeared complety in the wall of snow. Digging his way through the soft substance, while Piccolo held him by an arm, he softly cursed.
"Tell me, " he released a soft moan, " WHY am *I* the one doing this?"
Piccolo smirked. Because Vegeta wanted to be the one doing it. Doing everything. Of course. No one else, because that would mean he had to depend on others. Noo, Vegeta had to do it all by himself.
He shook his head, upon hearing the Saiyan cursing. "Wait. I.. Yes!"
Yuri bleeped. "Dragon ball in possession!"
"Shut up." Vegeta ordered, and Yuri obeyed.
"Just ignore him, Vegeta, and pull your arm back out."
"It's not that easy, holding a dragon ball, you know."
Piccolo rolled his eyes and stared in the dark. He sighed, his breath turning visible because of the cold air. And suddenly, the darkness in front of him was not so dark anymore.
Suddenly, he was looking in a pair of eyes.
"Hello." the dull voice of Tensho greeted.
Piccolo released Vegeta's arm, and the Prince gave a muffled scream as he lost his balance in the wall of snow. The Namek didn't respond and just stared at Tensho, who stepped into the small glimpse of light, coming from the surface.
The same height as Piccolo, an exact copy of Zarbon. Tensho's eyes stared back, his dark hair hung loose in his face. He raised a brow and turned to Vegeta, who was stuck in the snow.
"You have something that belongs to me, I think"
