The stars were just beginning to cut through the dying rays of the setting sun. Piccolo was emerging from his makeshift camp, when stretching away the slumber his aching muscles still felt, he saw a site that caused his eyes to glow in anger.
"Damnit, I thought I destroyed that blasted thing already!" came the growl from the now pissed off Namek.
Shaking with furious anger, Piccolo held his right hand against his temple, trying to steady himself as he prepared to unleash his fury against that which he held with utter disgust. Crackling waves of energy began to form around the Namek, and a slow, steady vibration began to echo through the valley. Beads of sweat came flowing down in rivets between Piccolo's antennae as he forced his powerful body to control the ki rage that was building inside him. With quickness no ordinary mortal could hope to match, he raised his arm towards the moon, as he did so; he bellowed forth a cry that rattled the furthest reaches of the valley.
"SPECIAL BEAM CANNON!" was cried as a large spiral of energy was hurtled into the deep reaches of space, on a collision course with earths closest neighbor.
Piccolo allowed a slight smile to cross his lips as he waited for the impact that was sure to return the balance to the realm as he saw fit. The seconds ticked by as he began to calm himself, knowing that any moment, instant gratification would be his. Two seconds, three seconds, time seemed to stand still as the anticipation started to grow unbearable. Those few seconds slowly grew into ten, and then fifteen when the horror of the situation finally presented itself.
He had missed.
Fear gripped the valley and all its inhabitants as they waited to see what this powerful being would do after being thwarted in his quest. The trees themselves began to whisper in their silent talk, fearful of the retaliation that must sure be coming from this intruder in their realm. It was then that the ground began to reverberate with the cry of anguish. The clouds themselves dared not to move across the night sky, in fear of drawing attention from this stranger.
Piccolo stood there stunned, the slight smile, the first he had allowed himself to express in ages, quickly turned into a grimace of hatred. How could he of missed? Was he not a great and powerful warrior? Had he not honed his entire body into a weapon of strength and power? How could this lifeless collection of frozen water and rocks avoid his wrath?
"Must be out of practice" he thought to himself.
Tilting his head towards his foe, Piccolo called out towards the night sky, "Okay Mr. Man in the Moon, lets see if you can dodge me twice!"
He quickly assumed his fighting stance, and began to harness his ki again, determined that this time he would not miss. His body began to tremble with excitement; a low laugh escaped his lips as his power level increased to new heights. Five hundred, fourteen hundred, soon it stood at two thousand. Maniacal laughter roared out of Piccolo as he once again thrust his right arm up at the satellite.
"SUPER SPECIAL BEAM CANNON!"
Again a spiral of pure energy raced towards the heavens. Piccolo twisted his body from side to side, willing the beam to curve ever so slightly towards its intended target. "Come on, you bastard, hit the damn thing".
A silent explosion hundreds of thousands of miles away caused Piccolo to raise his arms in triumph. Overjoyed, he jumped into the air, clicking his heels together. "YES!" he shouted as he celebrated his accomplishment, he had turned off nature's nightlight once and for all.
To be continued….