Disclamer:sigh sadly I don't own DB/Z because if I did I would own this computer instead of my brother.

A/N: Yes I finally updated! Typing beats the crap of reading my friggin' books. After the first page I closed it not needing a bookmarker (I'm so talented that I could still remember what page I'm in: P ) So once again I'm blowing off homework to type the upcoming chapter. Enjoy ! The only reason I updated today was because I enjoy reading what you guys think of my very first fic, even if they are a few I still enjoy it nonetheless.

Chapter 7: The fall of King Piccolo

Oozaru stared at the limp figure in Piccolo's humongous claws, still grasping his injured abdomen, blood spilling quickly. A light chuckle escaped the demon's lips.

"Indeed. You looked so pitiful in that state, I was doing you a favor." His light chuckle turned into a loud sickening cackle once he tossed Chi-Chi's lifeless body towards the heartbroken ape. Forgetting about his injury, he caught her in his bloody hands gazing at the unnatural shape of her neck. He licked her face in somewhat denial, he searched for any signs of life, a voice, a breath, a heartbeat, anything. When none came a miserable howl echoed throughout the plain. Anybody who heard it would have broken down and cried in grief. He brought his hands towards his chest, her cold body against his heart the very place where it hurt the most. Rocking back and forth he hoped it would ease the pain. Tears silently spilled from his ruby colored eyes. When the pain did not stop his primal and only instinct came to him, Chi-Chi's last words to him echoed through his mind.

"Get that green bastard, and kill him…so people won't have to suffer anymore,"

Glimpsing at the broken girl in his hands for the final time, he created a small grave with an energy blast that he executed with his eyes, placing her tenderly on the soft dirt. The look of lust for blood returned in his eyes. He wanted the murder of his mate dead, but he wanted him to suffer, torture him, to take away the emptiness in his heart even if it were only for a second. With a loud grunt he lunged himself forward. Piccolo side stepped to his right barley dodging him. A gasp however emitted from his lips when he felt Oozaru's tail wrapped tightly around his neck. There was no sign that he was going to release him or even loosen his grip. He dug his incredibly sharp nails on the appendage, hoping it would slacken it just enough for him to intake a deep breath. Oozaru 's free hands punched at his spine, enjoying the sound of his spine breaking, his screams rang through his sensitive ears.

With a powerful punch he punctured his arm through his back and out through his stomach. Piccolo's arms swung lifelessly in the air, eyes completely blank. This was truly the end of king Piccolo. Oozaru let go of his neck and collapsed. His mate's murderer was dead and so was she, there was no reason for him to live anymore. He did not try to fight for his mortality, he just simply didn't want to live, not without Chi-Chi. Breathing his last breath he closed his lonely red eyes and let death to consume him.

Krillin walked slowly towards the bodies of the two fallen giants. The full moon made his tears noticeable. He couldn't believe it, Goku his best friend was dead. Looking to his right he glanced at Chi-Chi's grave. He didn't know her as well as Goku but she was still kind to him and the rest of the gang. He knew now how deep Goku's feelings were for the young girl. He raised his right hand in the air and formed an energy attack in a form of a frisbee.

"Distructo Disk…," he grunted softly and tossed it towards Oozaru's tail cutting it. Goku's lifeless naked body replaced the giant ape's, his cheeks wet from tears.

"Goku, I'm sorry I couldn't help you buddy. But I promise I'll bring you and Chi-Chi back to life somehow."

"But the dragonballs only grant one wish how can we revive both?" Krillin spun around at the source of the voice and was relieved to find out that it was Yamcha's.

"I-we'll think of something Yamcha, we just have to think in hoe to say it, besides we have a whole year to think it over since they were last used on reviving Upa's father."(A/N: Yeah I know more than a year has passed when they revived Upa's dad but it's all part of my story so don't fret.)

"So Yamcha…Yamcha? Are you even paying attention?" Yamcha's panic struck face alarmed him and Krillin's eyes followed his gazed. His face became similar to Yamcha's. Piccolo was slowly sitting up, a large bulge popped out of his neck. After what seemed like 10 minutes instead of 10 seconds, a slimy white egg flew out of his mouth to Kami knows where.

"Live to destroy my son. Carry on my legacy." Croaked Piccolo then he fell back down onto his rocky grave. The bald monk and the ex-bandit and stared at eachother both thinking the same thing.

"Oh…"

"Shit…"

To be continued...

A/N: Yeah I'm done! So what you guys think? Now I'm going to raise the reviews per chapter so get ready for the number. Are you ready? It's…DUN DUN DUN 2! Yep I want 2 or more reviews for this chapter so if you want me to type again I want 2 reviews.

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