Profound realities…

Chapter 2: Failure.

"Do you live here on your own?" The woman in a beige suit and short black hair asked gentle, kneeling down on her ankles before Piccolo, his ears picking up the ticking from her sparkling silver wristwatch, it was irritating.
"Of course I don't, but I look after my own skin!" He said to her, his lips frowning up to the woman who was a foot away from him.

She nodded passively, shuffling a step closer to him, she showed a face of concern, and her hand came down onto the ground to support her from tipping over.
"I see, are there any youngsters like yourself that live in the area?" She continued her inquiries, Piccolo was annoyed y this woman sudden appearance, she had come all of a sudden in a van with a group of 3 men who were also dressed in suits, they now stood around the van watching.
"Maybe…" He said with suspicion, lifting an eyebrow at the woman with the nametag entitled Samantha.
"Ok.. Well I really need your help, we are looking for a little girl, she is in great danger if we don't find her soon" she said standing back up, her face showing concern.

Piccolo relaxed his lifted eyebrow ridge, his tubby little body relaxed, before going on he folded his arms across his chest, still trying to not let the ticking of the woman's watch get to him.
"What is her name?" Piccolo asked, is tone serious and direct. The woman smiled, her wide mouth revealing a perfect set of pearl teeth.
"Her name in Emma, she has been lost for several months and needs help, we are here to help her. Do you know this little girl?" she pledges, them she reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out an old worm photo, holding it up in front of Piccolo.
He scrutinised it, leaning his body forward his eyes become slits, the girl in the photo was only a baby, she had dark eyes and golden curls on top of her head, wearing a small white dress with pink ribbon lining the skirt, he knew the baby was Emmalyne.

Walking up ahead, he led the way for the group of well dressed and concerned people through the thick shrubbery, headed toward the small ruins. Piccolo stepped out of the shrubbery; he could see in the distance several young children playing alone, but not whom he was seeking. His ears listened as two of the people that were following close behind also stepped out of the shrubbery. Then something he did not expect.

The sound of their van was approaching, it came crashing through the undergrowth and came to a stop, Piccolo stepped back several steps confused, what was going on.
"Quick over there, find out which one she is." The well dressed woman ordered her associates, several of headed off toward the children, it was confusion to Piccolo as he watched many children running in fear, screaming to be left alone by men.

Amongst the fuzz and fury of running bodies, he spotted Emmalyne emerge from one of the ruins, she stood on the porch and watched the confusion, she herself becoming frightened and running away from the house.
"Emma!" Piccolo heard the woman beside him call out, instantly Emmalyne stopped, and turned toward them, she looked at the woman for a moment wit the same fear, then her eyes landed on Piccolo. e watches as she shook her head in denial, he did not understand why she and all the others were all afraid, they were the same race as the humans, and these human in particular were there to help.

A man suddenly scooped up Emmalyne in his arms, the young girl kicking and screaming to be released as another man also came to help the first restrain her, This didn't seem normal to Piccolo, he stepped forward to demand an answer."Why are they afraid of you?" he asked the woman angrily. She did not even look at him; instead, she opened the slide door of the Van as the men carried Emmalyne and two other girls they had caught toward it. Piccolo continued to watch; several feet from the van slide door and the men carrying Emmalyne as she continued kicking and screaming.
"They want to help you, stop screaming girl." Piccolo bantered at Emmalyne as passed him by, her face red and her eyes blood shot from crying.
"How could you tell them, how could you tell them where we were!"? She yelled at him, her voice hoarse from all her screams.

Piccolo stepped away as more men came carrying other orphans, his confusion even deeper now. Ignored the first time he decided not to ask the woman any question, he instead turned to one of the men.
"Why are they afraid, why are they screaming for you to leave them alone?" he demanded form the man, his fists balled tightly, ehe man turned to him.
"They are worthless orphans, they belong in an home and not littering our streets… " He man answered abruptly, slamming the van doors shut, instantly the girls inside planted themselves against the back windows, Piccolo looked up to see Emmalyne staring at him with teary eyes, he could hear her screaming still…
"Why did you tell them!"..
Ignoring him the men and well-dressed woman drove off in the pallid coloured Van, and then the reality sunk in for Piccolo.

"Human bastards." He uttered internally, his fists baling further until the blood began draining, he had been fooled, deceived, they were the ones that Emmalyne told him about, the ones that wanted to take them away for the wrong reasons.
Moreover, he led them right to her and the others.
"I swear, I swear a blood oath that humans will be my vengeance… first your blood Goku will stain my hands, then humanities!" he cried out through his parted lips, his lush hydrated skin stretching until it tore, bleeding straight through the skin and running down onto his neck and chest.

Energy began gathering around his body, spiralling around his robe concealed feet tenderly at first and then becoming more heated, his screams of anger increased until the veins popped out of his skull. The ground shaking as all sounds were drown out by the earth shattering beneath his feet…

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