Suddenly the weight on her back vanished. Breathing became a bit easier.
She took a deep breath but started to cough up blood again. She felt that
somebody was patting her back. It helped her a bit. Then two strong hands
grabbed her. She was gently turned around. Lying on her back, she looked
into the face of the remaining warrior.
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Piccolo didn't know what to think of it. The warrior was actually helping the girl. First patting her back when she was coughing up blood, and then turning her on her back. He could see that the girl also didn't know what to think of it. She was eyeing the warrior suspiciously. Then she made up her mind. She began to talk to the warrior. Her voice was very soft, but because of his sensitive Namekian hearing, he didn't miss a word.
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"Please, help me. You are different from the rest. You have honour. I can see it in your eyes." She drew a painful breath. "Nothing short of a miracle can save my life now. So I wont ask you to try and save it. But I will call upon you warriors honour. You know I have fought bravely. So please, give me a warriors death. A quick death."
The warrior slowly nodded.
"Yes. You deserve the warriors death. You have fought bravely."
The warrior drew his knife.
"What would you prefer? The eye, neck or heart?"
"Would it make any difference?"
"Not much," was his reply, "maybe a small difference at how quick you die. I think that in your condition the hearth would be the quickest way."
"Then do it."
The warrior nodded once and raised his knife.
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A scream echoed across the clearing.
"Traitor!"
Piccolo felt a strong rising of Ki. The coward had come round.
"Traitor! How dare you betray your own race for such a filthy little, little."
The coward was so mad that he couldn't even finish his sentence. His Ki was still rising. Crying out in outrage, he ran forward and fired a Ki blast at the warrior. Sitting on his knees next to the girl, he couldn't dodge the blast. It hit him in the chest, the force of the blast throwing him backwards. With a groan, the warrior tried to sit up. The coward jumped on top of the warrior and grabbed his knife. He continued stabbing the helpless warrior long after he was dead. Having vented his rage, the coward slowly walked to the girl. Grabbing her by her shirt, he pulled her close to his face.
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"You made a mistake, thinking you could escape me, silly girl."
She merely smirked. "If I had hit you a bit harder in that ugly face of yours, I would have. A pity you have such a thick skull."
Growling with rage, he slammed her unto the ground and hit her a few times in the face.
"You will pay for those remarks."
She new death was close now. Her body couldn't take much more punishment. "Better to get him so angry that he kills me, then that he goes back to what he was planning to do before she had kicked him unconscious." She thought.
"You know, your breath stinks. So please, if you want to yell at me, don't put your face so close to mine."
"So you don't like my face so close to yours. Well then see if you like this then."
He grinned. With a torn of lower lip, it wasn't a pretty sight. He moved so he was sitting on her legs. She felt his hands on her belly, moving her shirt upward.
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Before he knew what he was doing he had stepped out of the bushes and was walking across the clearing. The coward was a disgrace to all warriors. Even Freeza hadn't gone this far.
"I think not."
His voice was ice cold. When the coward looked his way, he grabbed him by the neck and lifted him of the girl. Pulling the coward closer, he snarled in his face:
"You are pathetic. You are a coward and a fool. You have no honour. You are a disgrace to all warriors. You. Will. Pay."
Holding the coward at arms length he channelled all his anger into a single Ki blast. The coward completely disintegrated.
"Nice work. Now, who are you, whose side are you on, and what does that side want to do to me?"
He looked down. The girl was sitting on her knees and was trying to stand up. She slowly got up and fell into a fighting stance. Piccolo couldn't help himself. He had to smile. The girl had guts. She was obvious impressed by his display of power, but still she had stood up and challenged him. His smile turned into a frown. The girl was panting, but it seemed that she didn't get any breath. The panting turned into coughing. She spit out a big clot of blood. Looking at it, she cursed. Then her eyes rolled up in her head and she started to fall down. With one swift move, he grabbed her and lowered her to the ground. Her face was very pale. He checked for a heartbeat. It was still beating, but it was weak and irregular. She didn't have much time. He thought hard at what he should do. The nearest hospital was miles away. And she was to far gone for human healing. There was only one option left to him, although he didn't like it. He had to take her to Dende. And fast. He was a long way from the lookout. She might not make it.
Making up his mind, he gently picked her up, letting her head rest on his shoulder.
"Just to make sure she doesn't drown in her own blood." He told himself.
He slowly rose into the air, paying attention that his cloak didn't snag on any branches. When he was clear of the branches, he flew of at top speed.
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Piccolo didn't know what to think of it. The warrior was actually helping the girl. First patting her back when she was coughing up blood, and then turning her on her back. He could see that the girl also didn't know what to think of it. She was eyeing the warrior suspiciously. Then she made up her mind. She began to talk to the warrior. Her voice was very soft, but because of his sensitive Namekian hearing, he didn't miss a word.
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"Please, help me. You are different from the rest. You have honour. I can see it in your eyes." She drew a painful breath. "Nothing short of a miracle can save my life now. So I wont ask you to try and save it. But I will call upon you warriors honour. You know I have fought bravely. So please, give me a warriors death. A quick death."
The warrior slowly nodded.
"Yes. You deserve the warriors death. You have fought bravely."
The warrior drew his knife.
"What would you prefer? The eye, neck or heart?"
"Would it make any difference?"
"Not much," was his reply, "maybe a small difference at how quick you die. I think that in your condition the hearth would be the quickest way."
"Then do it."
The warrior nodded once and raised his knife.
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A scream echoed across the clearing.
"Traitor!"
Piccolo felt a strong rising of Ki. The coward had come round.
"Traitor! How dare you betray your own race for such a filthy little, little."
The coward was so mad that he couldn't even finish his sentence. His Ki was still rising. Crying out in outrage, he ran forward and fired a Ki blast at the warrior. Sitting on his knees next to the girl, he couldn't dodge the blast. It hit him in the chest, the force of the blast throwing him backwards. With a groan, the warrior tried to sit up. The coward jumped on top of the warrior and grabbed his knife. He continued stabbing the helpless warrior long after he was dead. Having vented his rage, the coward slowly walked to the girl. Grabbing her by her shirt, he pulled her close to his face.
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"You made a mistake, thinking you could escape me, silly girl."
She merely smirked. "If I had hit you a bit harder in that ugly face of yours, I would have. A pity you have such a thick skull."
Growling with rage, he slammed her unto the ground and hit her a few times in the face.
"You will pay for those remarks."
She new death was close now. Her body couldn't take much more punishment. "Better to get him so angry that he kills me, then that he goes back to what he was planning to do before she had kicked him unconscious." She thought.
"You know, your breath stinks. So please, if you want to yell at me, don't put your face so close to mine."
"So you don't like my face so close to yours. Well then see if you like this then."
He grinned. With a torn of lower lip, it wasn't a pretty sight. He moved so he was sitting on her legs. She felt his hands on her belly, moving her shirt upward.
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Before he knew what he was doing he had stepped out of the bushes and was walking across the clearing. The coward was a disgrace to all warriors. Even Freeza hadn't gone this far.
"I think not."
His voice was ice cold. When the coward looked his way, he grabbed him by the neck and lifted him of the girl. Pulling the coward closer, he snarled in his face:
"You are pathetic. You are a coward and a fool. You have no honour. You are a disgrace to all warriors. You. Will. Pay."
Holding the coward at arms length he channelled all his anger into a single Ki blast. The coward completely disintegrated.
"Nice work. Now, who are you, whose side are you on, and what does that side want to do to me?"
He looked down. The girl was sitting on her knees and was trying to stand up. She slowly got up and fell into a fighting stance. Piccolo couldn't help himself. He had to smile. The girl had guts. She was obvious impressed by his display of power, but still she had stood up and challenged him. His smile turned into a frown. The girl was panting, but it seemed that she didn't get any breath. The panting turned into coughing. She spit out a big clot of blood. Looking at it, she cursed. Then her eyes rolled up in her head and she started to fall down. With one swift move, he grabbed her and lowered her to the ground. Her face was very pale. He checked for a heartbeat. It was still beating, but it was weak and irregular. She didn't have much time. He thought hard at what he should do. The nearest hospital was miles away. And she was to far gone for human healing. There was only one option left to him, although he didn't like it. He had to take her to Dende. And fast. He was a long way from the lookout. She might not make it.
Making up his mind, he gently picked her up, letting her head rest on his shoulder.
"Just to make sure she doesn't drown in her own blood." He told himself.
He slowly rose into the air, paying attention that his cloak didn't snag on any branches. When he was clear of the branches, he flew of at top speed.