Disclaimer: I don't own anything except Elayia and Raykon.
Author's note: That's right, I'm throwing Raykon into the mix. Just makes it more interesting, I guess.
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"Piccolo! I know you're out there!"
Piccolo heard Gohan's shout. It was loud enough, but he just decided to ignore it. Resting on one knee, he reached over towards a small stream of water and collected a small handful. He drank it thankfully. He didn't realize how thirsty he was until now. He stood up and looked towards the general direction of the sun. His main thought was on what he was going to tell his little namek back at Kami's lookout. He could imagine the response he'd get if he told the truth and said he had almost gotten killed. Piccolo just smiled a little and took off for Kami's lookout.
Mr. Popo walked along the rows of flowers, watering can in hand. He hummed to himself while Kami watched over Raykon, who was listening intently for his father' s return. Raykon was aware that there had been a fight, he knew something had been wrong when the sun seemed to be blocked out for a moment. And he knew that when there was a fight, Piccolo is almost always a part of it.
The second Piccolo's feet touched the floor of the lookout, he saw the little green boy with a beaming smile leap at him after running a short distance. He caught the flying bundle with one arm.
"Daddy!"
Piccolo couldn't help but to smile as Raykon inspected his tattered clothes. "You're hurt," he said as he noticed the small purple smudges on Piccolo.
He set the small boy down. "I'll be fine."
Over an hour later, Piccolo and Raykon landed in a small clearing in the woods. Piccolo had changed into a new set of clothes, including turban and cape. They sat down cross-legged and began to meditate. A few minutes had passed when Raykon opened one eye and looked over towards this father. He opened both his eyes. "Daddy?"
Piccolo opened both his eyes and looked over at Raykon.
"When will I be as strong as you?"
Piccolo smiled as he closed his eyes again. "In time, Raykon. In time."
Elayia watched from the bushes. 'So the namek has a son too,' She thought. Her eyes narrowed. 'That will make it all the easier to avenge my father.'
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Author's note: I know, slight cuteness in this one. Next chapter will be more of a tearjerker, I hope. The title of the next chapter is "Salza: The Family Man".
Author's note: That's right, I'm throwing Raykon into the mix. Just makes it more interesting, I guess.
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"Piccolo! I know you're out there!"
Piccolo heard Gohan's shout. It was loud enough, but he just decided to ignore it. Resting on one knee, he reached over towards a small stream of water and collected a small handful. He drank it thankfully. He didn't realize how thirsty he was until now. He stood up and looked towards the general direction of the sun. His main thought was on what he was going to tell his little namek back at Kami's lookout. He could imagine the response he'd get if he told the truth and said he had almost gotten killed. Piccolo just smiled a little and took off for Kami's lookout.
Mr. Popo walked along the rows of flowers, watering can in hand. He hummed to himself while Kami watched over Raykon, who was listening intently for his father' s return. Raykon was aware that there had been a fight, he knew something had been wrong when the sun seemed to be blocked out for a moment. And he knew that when there was a fight, Piccolo is almost always a part of it.
The second Piccolo's feet touched the floor of the lookout, he saw the little green boy with a beaming smile leap at him after running a short distance. He caught the flying bundle with one arm.
"Daddy!"
Piccolo couldn't help but to smile as Raykon inspected his tattered clothes. "You're hurt," he said as he noticed the small purple smudges on Piccolo.
He set the small boy down. "I'll be fine."
Over an hour later, Piccolo and Raykon landed in a small clearing in the woods. Piccolo had changed into a new set of clothes, including turban and cape. They sat down cross-legged and began to meditate. A few minutes had passed when Raykon opened one eye and looked over towards this father. He opened both his eyes. "Daddy?"
Piccolo opened both his eyes and looked over at Raykon.
"When will I be as strong as you?"
Piccolo smiled as he closed his eyes again. "In time, Raykon. In time."
Elayia watched from the bushes. 'So the namek has a son too,' She thought. Her eyes narrowed. 'That will make it all the easier to avenge my father.'
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Author's note: I know, slight cuteness in this one. Next chapter will be more of a tearjerker, I hope. The title of the next chapter is "Salza: The Family Man".