RICCOLONO: NAMEK WARRIOR
CHAPTER 1: THE BEGINNING
It was a beautiful day. The clouds were white and fluffy, moving slowly across the sky. The sun was high in the sky, shining down on the many hills and valleys of vegetation. The breeze was a warm, gental one, making the trees sway, as if to a beat only they could hear. A flock of birds flew through the air with all the magisty of flight one can have. It was truely a paradise, as it was yesterday. And it was this fact that troubled the young man watching the senery. It had been serene everyday of his life.
The young man stood six and a half feet tall, his skin a darkish green with pink areas on his arms and legs. His teeth were fanged, which served little purpose since he never ate. His ears were long and came to points, and instead of hair, he had two antenna that had slightly balled ends. He was quite muscular, having powerful arms and legs, defined chest, and formed back. All of these, he kept in his loose clothes: baggy pants, sleveless shirt worn loose, and a sash for a belt. His shoes could best be described as leather slippers, rolled at the top and tight on his feet. This yound man stood amoung the beauty of his homeworld, and was possesed by thoughts of another world and another time.
Shaking away these thoughts, he turned toward the white, domed structure that had been his origional destination. He eyed the building for a moment, desiding weather or not to venture inside when he felt a presence in his mind. "Don't hesitate now....you've journeyed far to seek my council. Come in," said the voice in his head. He was startled, and would have stayed that way for many moments if the door to the house had not opened by itself. Swallowing hard, the young man stepped forward into the house without hesitation.
The room he stepped into was huge, taking up the entire house. There were no windows or lights, so he stood there, motionless, waiting for his eyes to adjust. A deep but gental voice spoke from the darkness, almost to low to hear.
"Ah..little Riccolono...why have you come to see me?" said the voice in the darkness.
"Guru, i've come looking for the last of the dragonballs. I've collected the others from the village elders, now all I need is yours to make my wishes."
"Hmmm...well, if the other elders have intrusted you with there dragonballs, I see no reason not to give you mine. But tell me, what do you plan to wish for?"
"I want to wish to be more powerful, and to make a difference...I don't wish to be stuck on this planet anymore. I want to make a difference!"
CHAPTER 1: THE BEGINNING
It was a beautiful day. The clouds were white and fluffy, moving slowly across the sky. The sun was high in the sky, shining down on the many hills and valleys of vegetation. The breeze was a warm, gental one, making the trees sway, as if to a beat only they could hear. A flock of birds flew through the air with all the magisty of flight one can have. It was truely a paradise, as it was yesterday. And it was this fact that troubled the young man watching the senery. It had been serene everyday of his life.
The young man stood six and a half feet tall, his skin a darkish green with pink areas on his arms and legs. His teeth were fanged, which served little purpose since he never ate. His ears were long and came to points, and instead of hair, he had two antenna that had slightly balled ends. He was quite muscular, having powerful arms and legs, defined chest, and formed back. All of these, he kept in his loose clothes: baggy pants, sleveless shirt worn loose, and a sash for a belt. His shoes could best be described as leather slippers, rolled at the top and tight on his feet. This yound man stood amoung the beauty of his homeworld, and was possesed by thoughts of another world and another time.
Shaking away these thoughts, he turned toward the white, domed structure that had been his origional destination. He eyed the building for a moment, desiding weather or not to venture inside when he felt a presence in his mind. "Don't hesitate now....you've journeyed far to seek my council. Come in," said the voice in his head. He was startled, and would have stayed that way for many moments if the door to the house had not opened by itself. Swallowing hard, the young man stepped forward into the house without hesitation.
The room he stepped into was huge, taking up the entire house. There were no windows or lights, so he stood there, motionless, waiting for his eyes to adjust. A deep but gental voice spoke from the darkness, almost to low to hear.
"Ah..little Riccolono...why have you come to see me?" said the voice in the darkness.
"Guru, i've come looking for the last of the dragonballs. I've collected the others from the village elders, now all I need is yours to make my wishes."
"Hmmm...well, if the other elders have intrusted you with there dragonballs, I see no reason not to give you mine. But tell me, what do you plan to wish for?"
"I want to wish to be more powerful, and to make a difference...I don't wish to be stuck on this planet anymore. I want to make a difference!"