Chapter 4
Vegeta looked on in amazement and awe at what he saw before him. Not even Majin Buu would have survived the intensity of Vegeta's last energy blast. But there sat Superman, no bones broken, no cuts or scrapes, not even a bruise. Vegeta could not believe his eyes.
"I can't believe it, I hit you with the strongest blast I could, without hitting the planet with it. By all rights you should be vaporized!" Vegeta could not come up with an explanation.
"I don't know why my skin reacts to your sun like that, but I am very thankful for it." Superman was rubbing the back of his head. "But you did succeed in giving me a slight headache."
Vegeta chuckled. This Superman was quite admirable indeed. And with that Vegeta looked behind him. And before Vegeta could even react Superman blurted out, "He's gone!"
Vegeta shot him a look of hopelessness. "Well of course he is gone, you idiot, I do have eyes you know."
BUT HOW? I ONLY WAS AWAY FROM HIM FOR A SECOND? HE MUST HAVE BEEN QUIET AND HID WHAT LITTLE POWER LEVEL HE HAS. BECAUSE I CAN'T SENSE HIM ANYWHERE.
"I can't believe you took your eyes off of him longer than a few seconds! Now we have to go look for him." The tone in Superman's voice did not seem pleasant.
"Number one, flyboy, we don't have to go looking for him, he will find us." Vegeta rolled his eyes. "And number two, he's an android created by Dr. Gero, they always thirst for a little destruction. We simply have to just wait for him to strike. He won't leave, he wants to beat us. Remember any of that, alien?"
Superman looked a bit insulted from that last remark, however close to the truth it was.
"I wouldn't talk, there, mister. If I'm right, you're not from around here, or from this planet either, I would believe." A tone of pleasantness came from Superman's voice.
Then suddenly another voice came from behind Superman. "That is a gross understatement." The hand on Superman's shoulder was green with long white nails.
Superman turned around and with astonishment looked at a green man. Except he didn't look like a man, at least not in the human sense. The green man had spots of purple that had straight rectangular shapes going across his bicep, and his skin was wavy, kind of like a tree-marking. The man was also wearing a base purple jumpsuit, with a white collar, and shoulder pad complete with cloak on his shoulders. Then Superman noticed his sharp teeth, and the mostly white turban that had a 5 inch purple circle at the top.
"As you can see, I am not an earthling either, but I still fight for them." Vegeta had a peculiar grin to himself.
"So, Piccolo, the android didn't kill you after all. I have to give you credit, he beat you to a pulp not even a day ago and you're all ready to rush back into battle, even Kakarot would consider that fool-hardy."
"First off, Vegeta, I have no time for your foolish pride, and second thing, I was watching from the lookout and thought I might be able to give you a hand."
Vegeta turned in disgust.
"Well, hello there, and thank you for your offer of services. My name is Superman, and I guess you already met my new 'friend' Vegeta?" Superman seemed lost.
"Yes, Superman, I know who you are. You see, I am one of the watchers of Earth. I have followed your progress very intimately. I am supposed to make sure everything hangs in balance here, and if you can't tell, I have been doing a pretty shitty job of doing so. Therefore I decided that I should try to help you out a little. That way we all make it out together." The expression on Piccolo's face was one of years of knowledge.
Superman looked at him for a second. There seemed to be nothing evil about him except a twinge of anger that seemed to be bottled up, but aside from that, not too bad really. One other thing is that he could tell he was not from this planet, and not a genetic mistake from a lab, like he had first thought.
"Well Piccolo, I would be honored to have you join us and help out. That is if it wouldn't be any bother to Vegeta?" Superman waved his head in Vegeta's direction.
Vegeta grunted and shook his head.
"Fine, but if the Namek slows us down he is going to be left behind." Vegeta powered down to conserve energy, and started to make his ascent up to the sky.
Then all of a sudden in a poof of dark and very thick smoke appeared a woman, by her looks in her early twenties. But if you were to ask anyone who knows her, she is older than anyone else could comprehend, except for the select few on the earth who had been privileged with that knowledge.
A loud cough emanated from the cloud of smoke and a waving hand through the smoke appeared.
"Man, she has definitely got to teach me how to turn that down a bit. It's getting to be a little too much"
Piccolo instantly knew whom the person in the clearing smoke was, and by the look on his face, he was not too amused. Vegeta turned in growing impatience and stared at the cloud. Superman looked on as if he had seen similar appearances, which wasn't that much far off from the truth. Especially with Superman having been involved with the Justice League. The figure that came through was wearing a cloak that also resembled armor, and from the look of it had seen it's share of use. This woman had brown hair, a decent sized body, and striking blue eyes. Her eyes was what caught Superman, for they looked brighter and slightly more vibrant than any human he had seen in his lifetime on the planet.
The woman brushed herself off and fumbled around in her cloak. She appeared to be looking for something frantically and it also seemed important to her. Piccolo just kept his eyes closed and then made a comment.
"Lost your schedule again, there, Massacre? Or have you caught up to the 21st century yet?" The look on his face is one of great pleasure.
She looked up and stared with a big smile and wide eyes. As if she hadn't seen Piccolo in almost a lifetime, and then started hopping up and down in the air, even though she is floating.
"Oh my god! It's Pickle! Pickle! Pickle! Pickle!" She kept repeating the name even though it's no-where near the correct name for the person she was staring at.
"I can't believe you're still here! I thought you would have retired from being Guardian of Earth centuries ago. Man, the powers that be must really hate you over here. By the way, I heard you had separated and your good half I guess named himself Kami, and became watcher? Does that make you a sour Pickle?" She said it with energy beyond what most humans have the capacity for.
Piccolo looked at her and checked out her new clothes. Not quite as bad as they had been years before, this from his memory was very ridiculous. Massacre looked back at Piccolo in confusion. Almost as if she did but didn't recognize him. She then decided she was going to ask the question, no matter how stupid it sounded. She was used to being told she wasn't very bright at times.
"You know, you don't look a day over the crusades, there, Piccolo, then again you never really have looked like you age much." She winced as if she was expecting an insult.
Piccolo looked almost surprised at her comment. As if he almost expected her to know why he wasn't physically older than Kami. Piccolo smiled as he replied.
"There is a simple answer to your question Massacre, I was separated from my normal form yes, and at the time I was pure evil. But you know how fate is sometimes if you let it get you. It happened that I got off the lookout, and tried to take over the planet. But a little boy by the name of Goku was the only one who had the power, and the guts to stop me. Just before he had finished me off I put all my essence into a single egg which was then shot off in the direction of the lookout. I then grew up with the single purpose to get revenge on Goku. And when I finally did, it was at the cost of him sacrificing himself for the planet and I was the cause of his death. I was forced to use my Special Beam Cannon attack on his brother Raditz, he was holding Raditz but my attack went through him, and got Goku as well. His self-less act of sacrificing himself was what put me back toward the good side. And then things got a little more dicey later on and I had to fuse back with Kami, which I might add was kind of disconcerting. So that is how I am so much younger than you would have thought."
Massacre stood there with a blank expression on her face, almost as if she was lost in the whole explanation. But she soon recovered and had a equal comment to throw back.
"Well, at least I still have my beauty for all eternity, you will still eventually grow old." She snickered under her breath at that comment. She was very proud of it indeed.
Vegeta decided enough was enough and he wanted answers, now.
"Piccolo, do you know who this badly dressed and overly peppy woman is? And why is her name Massacre? And where did she come from anyways?" Vegeta's expression was priceless to both of them. It made Massacre smile.
Superman had been able to keep up so far, but he had to admit that Vegeta's questions were well founded, not to mention Superman wanted the answers to them as well. Just as they both were about to explain another person appears with a similar cloud of smoke, but this time it had a smell to it, and it didn't smell all to alluring. Sort of like the smell of a thousand rotting corpses being vented into a two foot by two foot room, with no windows. The person who stood in the cloud was also wearing a cloak, but even in the dark smoke you could see that it was orange, and you could hear very loud music playing along with it. You could also tell that he had what appeared to be a large scythe. It made Massacre slightly cringe with disgust.
"Hey, has anyone lost this notebook looking thing? I found it in my load of cloaks I was going to put in the laundry." The cloaked figure removed the hood and revealed his head. He had short, spiky hair that was a bright blood red, and his eyes were dark as if he were wearing eye shadow. Where there would be color in his eyes, instead there was nothing but black surrounded by a very bright white. He had on headphones that were almost as big as his head, and you could hear very loud rock music being played from them.
Massacre jumped up and down in the middle of the air again and shouted for joy.
"NATE, you found my day timer! I love you so much!" She floated over to him quickly and hugged him. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, there Massacre watch the threads! I just had this detailed." NATE brushed himself off and took on his serious look again, but in a creepy kind of way.
"So you found them huh? Wait a minute, why is he still alive? I was sure that I had him on my list. Wait a minute, was there time travel involved again? Man HE lets THEM get away with too much man. I mean it really fucks with everything I do!" NATE looks very angry and you can almost see flames emanating from his eyes.
"Oh chill out NATE, everybody makes mistakes, you take your job way too serious at times I swear. I mean come on, in life you were obsessed with him! He was your hero! And besides, technically he isn't your responsibility. He is of the eastern hemisphere anyways, all you would have done is escort him to Snake Way. It's not like you were bringing him to the gates or the pit." Vegeta and Superman were confused, but Piccolo knew exactly what was going on.
Vegeta was starting to get seriously annoyed with all the cryptic references and the fact that the android was getting farther and farther away with every minute that was being wasted. Piccolo on the other hand was amused, He had never seen any other beings like Massacre in a long time, and maybe it would be better than just Massacre by herself.
"So he finally retired, did he? I bet he is just so happy, to finally be in the clear for the deaths that you are responsible for, Vegeta. And I bet the ones you're responsible for aren't far off, there, Massacre, I mean you did make a lot of mistakes during the Vietnam War. Not to mention your idea for the creation of the Atomic Bomb. I bet HE doesn't really appreciate your meddling sometimes. In fact, often have wondered how HE ever was able to put up with your mistakes in the first place." Massacre looked very insulted, and very angry.
Massacre started to fumble in her cloak for something sharp, but came up empty so she took NATE's scythe, and headed toward Piccolo with sheer anger. By the time she had reached him, Piccolo was already behind her yanking the scythe out of her hand and throwing it up in the air. Piccolo then proceeded without missing a beat to launch an energy blast at the scythe and blew it up. The light from the explosion was intense, lighting up the increasingly darker sky.
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