Chapter 5
The air cleared from Piccolo's energy blast explosion, and there was Piccolo, grinning bigger than Vegeta had ever seen him grin. Massacre was still in her position of getting ready to take off Piccolo's head with the scythe, with a look of utter surprise. Her eyes were open wide, and her jaw was wide open. The look of sheer disbelief on her face said it all, and even death was surprised and shocked at Piccolo's demonstration of speed and power. The thought had finally dawned on Massacre, that maybe attacking Piccolo may have been a bad move. But his speed that he displayed and power was still a little more than she could fathom. She slowly turned with her face still showing disbelief and astonishment.
"How, how, how in the-" She could only stammer the bits of the words that she wanted to come out of her mouth. She then pushed her jaw back up, pointed her finger with a confused look. Tried to say what she wanted again but had to take a breather -- again. Finally she was composed enough to be able to spurt out what she wanted to say.
"How in the hell did you do that? And why are you so powerful? The Pickle I knew wasn't nearly as powerful and nowhere near as fast as you are now. I just can't seem to figure it out. I mean, by all rights I should have been able to cut off your head. Or at least an arm and a leg, but no - you were gone and behind me before I even saw it. And I'm a supreme being!" She scratches her head and continues to look at Piccolo. But she only get' more confused, and can't figure it out.
NATE floats over to Massacre and whispers to her, " Do you mean to tell me that he is more powerful and faster than even you? Wow I think I'm going to have to get out the camera. I can see a competition coming on. This is priceless!" NATE keeps on chuckling as Piccolo's grin gets bigger.
"You know NATE, you could quite possibly be right there about me being better than her, but no I don't think a competition is gonna happen. She wouldn't want to admit in the end that I am better than her. And besides, she would find a way to rig the fight anyways, just like she always does." Massacre wasn't too amused.
"Now why do you have to keep bringing that up Pickle? I mean it was a few thousand years ago." Massacre shot Piccolo a disconcerting look.
Piccolo kept the smile on his face, and turned to her and laughed, "The only reason I keep bringing it up Massacre, is the fact that you are so easy to pick on. You don't defend yourself very well."
Vegeta poked Superman, and shot him a look of confusion, "Do you have any idea of what's going on here Superdork? I mean it seems like this woman has a very severe hatred for the Namek. Not to mention they seem to know each other very well." Superman was kind of snickering under his breath.
"Wow, Vegeta, you don't pay much attention to anything that annoys you do you? Must really make it hard at parties." Vegeta just shot him a look of annoyance.
"Well, well, at least I'm not a hideous shade of green," Massacre retorts towards Piccolo.
Piccolo looks very offended, and just turns the other way. Superman and Vegeta look at each other
"This is getting too weird, I think I'm going to go and pick on Drought for a little while." NATE disappeared in a cloud of smoke.
Superman decided he was going to interfere. "I was just wondering people, are we going to get to chasing that android down? Or are we going to just sit here and have our jolly time trying to find him later when he is too far away?"
Vegeta looked on, and then decided he was going to pipe in too.
"The Kryptonian is right Piccolo we need to catch that thing before it gets stronger. I may be powerful enough now to stop it but who knows what'll happen if he gets those other power cells. Not to mention…..wait a minute, why are you staring at her like that Piccolo?" Vegeta looked confused, but then he realized that look. Vegeta knew that look, of course he knew that look, he gave Bulma that look quite often. Massacre was wondering what stopped Vegeta's rant to Piccolo when she noticed that Vegeta was looking at Piccolo confused.
