When Earth Arises
Disclaimer: All characters from Circle of Magic, The Circle Opens, The Immortals, The Lioness Quartet, etc. belong to Tamora Pierce. I do not own them. Or characters from Dragonballz, which belong to Mr. Toriyama...anyway
I know this is a weird combination, cross-over, whatever, but then, I'm a weird person. O_^
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Heeheehee! A cookie for wild-filly! And don't worry, it's not laced with rat poison.J I don't like rats, though…are you a rat? Hahaha, anyway….{no matter what my best friend says, I am not crazy. Insane maybe, but definitely not crazy.} Anyway, COOKIES FOR EVERYONE!!!!* sets out a plate of chocolate chip cookies* Now don't fight, children.
By the way, gimeGohan, it wouldn't have been any fun for Piccolo if he told her he could regenerate himselfJ
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Kel stared at him then nodded uncertainly.
"Are you sure you're all right," she said in a low voice, still a bit upset. He sighed inwardly and lifted the top of his gi slightly. His stomach was completely unmarked. Just as he dropped it, he was hit by two demi-Saiyan cannonballs.
"PICCOLOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!"
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Chapter Seven:
Startled, Piccolo nearly fell over. When he regained his balance, he glared at the demonic duo. "What the hell are you doing?" he growled. The two were clinging to his arms and quivering with fear. The large energy signature that stated an angry Gohan was answer enough. Especially when the sixteen year old landed in front of him, features contorted with fury. The two little ones just cowered behind the now amused Namek.
"Get out of the way, Piccolo," Gohan growled. His sensei simply looked at him, a barely contained grin tugging at his mouth. "Why?" he asked, arrogantly, wanting to see how far he could push the boy. Well, maybe just how far before he felt his life might be in serious danger. Not that he would ever admit the boy's strength out loud.
Gohan growled again. Suddenly, he realized they had an audience. He looked around. A girl with shortish brown hair and eyes was standing near them, a bloodied spear at her feet. His sensitive nose picked up the scent as it was wafted toward him with the wind. His eyes widened in shock as he focused on the blood. It was Piccolo's. He spun around to face his sensei again, who was smirking at him, the two demi-Saiyans still attached to his back.
"What happened?" Gohan asked, forgetting the two for the moment. Piccolo shrugged. "The girl needed experience using a spear. Get the feel of using it on an actual opponent. You of all people should know that my policy is experience is the best teacher." Gohan winced, remembering the rough tactics his sensei had used when he was a child. Not exactly pleasant memories.
"Whatever," he shrugged. All of the sudden, his eyes caught a movement. He whipped his head around in time to see his brother and Trunks disappear around the corner. He shook his head, not bothering to pursue. He knew he should be used to them by now, really, but when they had said that… Piccolo broke into his thoughts.
"Why were you hunting them?" he asked in a deadpan voice, knowing full well how the two tended to get themselves into trouble, especially with Gohan. "I thought you were looking for food. I don't think those two would make a very good meal."
Gohan gaped. Had his ever stoic sensei just made a joke. Piccolo smacked him, knocking him against the stone wall of the courtyard and bringing him back into reality. "Stop staring at me, boy," the Namek growled. Gohan grinned sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head.
"Uh…right. Anyway, as for those two…" His voice trailed off, and his cheeks tinged with a rosy color. "Uh, I'd rather not say…" Piccolo's smirk widened as the boy climbed to his feet. "It wouldn't have to do with a certain young lady who just happens to be the daughter of the most pompous man on Earth, would it?" As an afterthought, he added, "And that is saying something, considering Vegeta lives there now."
The blush on Gohan's cheeks deepened. Before he could think of an answer, King Jonathan strode into the courtyard. Everyone around them bowed, according to their rank, as he made his way to the pair. His eyes fell on the streak of blood on Gohan's cheek, caused by the Namek's sharp nails. "Are you alright, Gohan?" he asked. Gohan nodded, not having noticed it before. He wiped his cheek of the blood, and the King was surprised to see it was already starting to heal. Well, just one more of the unusual things the strange visitors could do. "Well, if you are sure, I would like to speak with all of you." He looked around, a smile hovering about his lips. "And where is our young Prince?" Gohan gave an uncharacteristically feral grin. "Probably running for his life with my brother," he announced. "I'll go get them." Piccolo shook his head in mock sadness as he took to air. "Too bad," he told the King, who looked at him in surprise. The Namek had not shown any inclination to speak when they had first met. "It was nice knowing them."
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Briar and Evvy were waiting patiently in the library where they had first shown up. Alanna the Lioness, Numair, and Daine where there also, standing with a large, burly man they had introduced as Sir Raoul. Piccolo and the King entered, followed seconds later by Gohan who held Goten and Trunks by one of their feet in the air. Goten was struggling, but Trunks looked ready to kill. "LET ME DOWN, YOU THIRD-CLASS BAKA!!!!" he yelled. The older boy simply raised an eyebrow, then, without warning, dropped the two on their heads.
"Oww…" Goten and Trunks sat up, rubbing their heads.
"A third-class baka who could kick your ass without even trying," he stated calmly, crossing his arms. He turned his attention to the amused and slightly concerned audience. Well, Sir Raoul and the King were concerned. Alanna thought they deserved it, well, at least the lavender-haired one, and Piccolo knew Gohan would never intentionally hurt the two.
Trunks scowled darkly at his back. Hmph.
"Well, we're here," Gohan said, as if nothing unusual had just occurred. Well, it did occur to him what his mother would say if she saw what had just happened, but he pushed that out of his mind. No use bothering with such thought. Chi-chi wasn't here, so what she didn't know couldn't hurt him. Or, rather, his skull.
"Hm, yes," the king said after a moment. "I had an idea a while ago, that since you are here, maybe you can help me out. We have been having trouble with immortals lately, and there is rumors of a rebellion, led by estranged civilians in the northern section of Tortall."
"What civians?" Goten interrupted.
Jonathan blinked. "Uh, people banished from Tortall for previous crimes," he amended.
"Oh, okay."
"What the-?!?!" the group turned to look at Briar who was standing there, a strange look on his face. "How_?!?" he exclaimed to thin air. Before anyone could say anything, a frazzled servant burst through the door.
"My King!" he gasped, panting for breath. "My king, Lioness, there is a girl-she-"
"Hey, slow down, take a few breaths," Numair advised, handing the servant a glass of something. He nodded and gulped it down.
"My King, there is a girl," he began, more calmly. "She's crazy, she's yelling and throwing lightning and-"
"Throwing lightning?" Numair asked, eyebrow raised. Briar leapt to his feet, and ran out the door.
"TRIS!!!"
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Heeheehee, I just had to bring Tris in…just a warning, if you have not read Shatterglass yet, it might contain some spoilers in later chapters. For those of you not familiar with the Circle of Magic quartet, and the Circle Opens quartet, Trisana Chandler, Tris, is one of Briar's foster sisters. Her magic has to do with lightning and weather, as well as some earth forces. In these books, mages carry around kits, which contain different items used for their magic, or objects that they store their magic in. Tris, however, stores them in her many braids that she has pinned up in certain patterns. The larger ones have earthquake type power, the smaller ones have wind and lightning, and she can tap into them and use whenever necessary, or even use as strength if she is doing something and feels drained. This, however, as unpleasant consequences later, but it is necessary at times. She does not keep rain in her braids, because, as she put it, "…it makes me go all frizzy…" If she gets frizzy, her power can leak out, which would not be fun for anyone…0_^
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Disclaimer: All characters from Circle of Magic, The Circle Opens, The Immortals, The Lioness Quartet, etc. belong to Tamora Pierce. I do not own them. Or characters from Dragonballz, which belong to Mr. Toriyama...anyway
I know this is a weird combination, cross-over, whatever, but then, I'm a weird person. O_^
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Heeheehee! A cookie for wild-filly! And don't worry, it's not laced with rat poison.J I don't like rats, though…are you a rat? Hahaha, anyway….{no matter what my best friend says, I am not crazy. Insane maybe, but definitely not crazy.} Anyway, COOKIES FOR EVERYONE!!!!* sets out a plate of chocolate chip cookies* Now don't fight, children.
By the way, gimeGohan, it wouldn't have been any fun for Piccolo if he told her he could regenerate himselfJ
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Kel stared at him then nodded uncertainly.
"Are you sure you're all right," she said in a low voice, still a bit upset. He sighed inwardly and lifted the top of his gi slightly. His stomach was completely unmarked. Just as he dropped it, he was hit by two demi-Saiyan cannonballs.
"PICCOLOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!"
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Chapter Seven:
Startled, Piccolo nearly fell over. When he regained his balance, he glared at the demonic duo. "What the hell are you doing?" he growled. The two were clinging to his arms and quivering with fear. The large energy signature that stated an angry Gohan was answer enough. Especially when the sixteen year old landed in front of him, features contorted with fury. The two little ones just cowered behind the now amused Namek.
"Get out of the way, Piccolo," Gohan growled. His sensei simply looked at him, a barely contained grin tugging at his mouth. "Why?" he asked, arrogantly, wanting to see how far he could push the boy. Well, maybe just how far before he felt his life might be in serious danger. Not that he would ever admit the boy's strength out loud.
Gohan growled again. Suddenly, he realized they had an audience. He looked around. A girl with shortish brown hair and eyes was standing near them, a bloodied spear at her feet. His sensitive nose picked up the scent as it was wafted toward him with the wind. His eyes widened in shock as he focused on the blood. It was Piccolo's. He spun around to face his sensei again, who was smirking at him, the two demi-Saiyans still attached to his back.
"What happened?" Gohan asked, forgetting the two for the moment. Piccolo shrugged. "The girl needed experience using a spear. Get the feel of using it on an actual opponent. You of all people should know that my policy is experience is the best teacher." Gohan winced, remembering the rough tactics his sensei had used when he was a child. Not exactly pleasant memories.
"Whatever," he shrugged. All of the sudden, his eyes caught a movement. He whipped his head around in time to see his brother and Trunks disappear around the corner. He shook his head, not bothering to pursue. He knew he should be used to them by now, really, but when they had said that… Piccolo broke into his thoughts.
"Why were you hunting them?" he asked in a deadpan voice, knowing full well how the two tended to get themselves into trouble, especially with Gohan. "I thought you were looking for food. I don't think those two would make a very good meal."
Gohan gaped. Had his ever stoic sensei just made a joke. Piccolo smacked him, knocking him against the stone wall of the courtyard and bringing him back into reality. "Stop staring at me, boy," the Namek growled. Gohan grinned sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head.
"Uh…right. Anyway, as for those two…" His voice trailed off, and his cheeks tinged with a rosy color. "Uh, I'd rather not say…" Piccolo's smirk widened as the boy climbed to his feet. "It wouldn't have to do with a certain young lady who just happens to be the daughter of the most pompous man on Earth, would it?" As an afterthought, he added, "And that is saying something, considering Vegeta lives there now."
The blush on Gohan's cheeks deepened. Before he could think of an answer, King Jonathan strode into the courtyard. Everyone around them bowed, according to their rank, as he made his way to the pair. His eyes fell on the streak of blood on Gohan's cheek, caused by the Namek's sharp nails. "Are you alright, Gohan?" he asked. Gohan nodded, not having noticed it before. He wiped his cheek of the blood, and the King was surprised to see it was already starting to heal. Well, just one more of the unusual things the strange visitors could do. "Well, if you are sure, I would like to speak with all of you." He looked around, a smile hovering about his lips. "And where is our young Prince?" Gohan gave an uncharacteristically feral grin. "Probably running for his life with my brother," he announced. "I'll go get them." Piccolo shook his head in mock sadness as he took to air. "Too bad," he told the King, who looked at him in surprise. The Namek had not shown any inclination to speak when they had first met. "It was nice knowing them."
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Briar and Evvy were waiting patiently in the library where they had first shown up. Alanna the Lioness, Numair, and Daine where there also, standing with a large, burly man they had introduced as Sir Raoul. Piccolo and the King entered, followed seconds later by Gohan who held Goten and Trunks by one of their feet in the air. Goten was struggling, but Trunks looked ready to kill. "LET ME DOWN, YOU THIRD-CLASS BAKA!!!!" he yelled. The older boy simply raised an eyebrow, then, without warning, dropped the two on their heads.
"Oww…" Goten and Trunks sat up, rubbing their heads.
"A third-class baka who could kick your ass without even trying," he stated calmly, crossing his arms. He turned his attention to the amused and slightly concerned audience. Well, Sir Raoul and the King were concerned. Alanna thought they deserved it, well, at least the lavender-haired one, and Piccolo knew Gohan would never intentionally hurt the two.
Trunks scowled darkly at his back. Hmph.
"Well, we're here," Gohan said, as if nothing unusual had just occurred. Well, it did occur to him what his mother would say if she saw what had just happened, but he pushed that out of his mind. No use bothering with such thought. Chi-chi wasn't here, so what she didn't know couldn't hurt him. Or, rather, his skull.
"Hm, yes," the king said after a moment. "I had an idea a while ago, that since you are here, maybe you can help me out. We have been having trouble with immortals lately, and there is rumors of a rebellion, led by estranged civilians in the northern section of Tortall."
"What civians?" Goten interrupted.
Jonathan blinked. "Uh, people banished from Tortall for previous crimes," he amended.
"Oh, okay."
"What the-?!?!" the group turned to look at Briar who was standing there, a strange look on his face. "How_?!?" he exclaimed to thin air. Before anyone could say anything, a frazzled servant burst through the door.
"My King!" he gasped, panting for breath. "My king, Lioness, there is a girl-she-"
"Hey, slow down, take a few breaths," Numair advised, handing the servant a glass of something. He nodded and gulped it down.
"My King, there is a girl," he began, more calmly. "She's crazy, she's yelling and throwing lightning and-"
"Throwing lightning?" Numair asked, eyebrow raised. Briar leapt to his feet, and ran out the door.
"TRIS!!!"
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Heeheehee, I just had to bring Tris in…just a warning, if you have not read Shatterglass yet, it might contain some spoilers in later chapters. For those of you not familiar with the Circle of Magic quartet, and the Circle Opens quartet, Trisana Chandler, Tris, is one of Briar's foster sisters. Her magic has to do with lightning and weather, as well as some earth forces. In these books, mages carry around kits, which contain different items used for their magic, or objects that they store their magic in. Tris, however, stores them in her many braids that she has pinned up in certain patterns. The larger ones have earthquake type power, the smaller ones have wind and lightning, and she can tap into them and use whenever necessary, or even use as strength if she is doing something and feels drained. This, however, as unpleasant consequences later, but it is necessary at times. She does not keep rain in her braids, because, as she put it, "…it makes me go all frizzy…" If she gets frizzy, her power can leak out, which would not be fun for anyone…0_^
Did that make sense?
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