AN: a Short chapter that i moved from a few chapters back.
Meanwhile in the Evil Namekian Village, a lone figure lands in the center of the small village square, the pale guards instantly rushed to the figure pointing their weapons. "HALT!" one of the guards shouted as some of the younger villagers take their children inside trying to hide them from the up coming fight.
The Figure's white Cape stood out from the blackish gray tones of the ran down village, They can instantly tell he's an outsider by his Green skin, "Take me to Naraka" He demanded, "I know you don't stand a chance against me"
The guards growled at the outsider's demand, how ever it's true they do not stand a chance against him. They slowly escorted him through the village, with several of the villagers watching with hateful eyes at their guest, some of their clothing are nothing more but rags, their skin no longer has any color. The smell of smoldering rock filled the place, the smog from the near by volcano blocks out almost any sunlight. What it seems to be the afternoon looks like early evening.
They enter in one of the better looking buildings in the village, it's evident that this building been here long before the others. Once inside the massive Throne room, several guards joined the others to keep an eye on their guest, while a lone overweight Namekian with coal skin sat in a throne. "The Grandson of Katas, You finally arrived." he said with a cracked voice.
"Skip the routine Naraka, You know why I am here" Piccolo stated.
"I do? Only thing I can think of is you wanting back what's rightfully yours." He grinned, "Your Father's throne."
"I won't play none of your games, Tell me why did your clan attack West City?"
"We did?" he sighed, "Im sorry I do not know what you are talking about."
Piccolo scanned the room with his eyes, 'He's hiding something' he thought.
"Is there anything else?"
"No" he Piccolo replied, taking his leave.
as sign of him gone, a blue skinned humanoid walked behind from the throne, what little light showed his dark red battle-armor like outfit, the teal jewel with the white X symbol is only thing clearly visible in the light. . "This won't be the last time we see of him" he stated, rubbing his hands in his white short spiky hair. "So, back to our deal"
"Why would a Demon want the Dragon balls?" Naraka asked the blue Demon.
He grinned widen between his two pointy ears, "That's for me to know, and for you to help me..." he told him as he leaned on the throne, "You see big guy, I have other people that can assist me.. I am sure you know the Planet Trade Organization" he smirked, "the same one that destroyed your planet."
"Fine."
"Good" he smirked, "I will revive the fallen Namekian, along with enhancing the weaker warriors. As long you get the Original Dragon balls to be activated. I will grant you a New planet to call home"
"Alright Ferus, it wont be long. The Guardian of the Earth will have no choice to reactivate the Earthling's true Dragon Balls.
AN: I didnt like the idea of keeping off the Naraka for more then a couple of chapters. also to speed things along.