Prologue: King Piccolo Saga pt 6- Young Diamao Piccolo

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Chemistry-Deaf: I must be excited if I'm willing to type this story than study...

It hurts. It's similar when he woke up for the first time on that airship. This time, he was lying on his stomach with his Diamao on his back. The culprit was a few feet away, panting heavily. Piccolo was panting from relief that he wasn't sealed.

"Damn, I almost..." Saxophone heard the old man say. He crank his neck to see him shaking from exhaustion. "I-I wasn't able to beat you... but you won't live peacefully. ... One-one day ... soon, someone will come ... and kill you to save ... the earth." He was about to say more, but his dying breath escaped him. He collapsed to the ground.

Chuckling filled Saxophone ears from above. "Oh, yeah?" Piccolo challenged as he got up. He laughed at the dead figure before him. "Dead! He's dead! What an idiot! Then again, I never expected him to know Mafuba."

"Nice to know he would be dead regardless if his plan succeed or not. True, he would be much easier to kill than the kid earlier," Saxophone replied as he struggled to a standing position.

Piccolo stopped with his mad laughter and finally noticed Saxophone getting up. "Saxophone? Where did you come from?"

"The airship, Diamao. I saw that he was going to seal you in the jar, so I flew down and kicked it away." The jar was on its side and a bit scratched from bouncing off a rock. "I wasn't able to get out of the way which resulted you sitting on me." Saxophone walked to the jar and picked it up. Piccolo froze seeing the jar wondering what Saxophone was going to do with it. "What a funny looking jar." Saxophone took off the tag and burned it with his ki before using two fingers to jam it in a rock. Next, he ripped the lid off. Finally, using both hands on the rim of the jar, he used his strength to pull it apart in half. Piccolo stared at him utterly destroying the jar. Saxophone dropped the damaged jar and picked up the lid, toying with it.

"Well, that's one down," Piccolo said, overcoming his shock. "I'm surprised someone still knew Mafuba. But, that doesn't matter now!" Piccolo start laughing at his good fortune. His good mood was back. "Now, that he's dead, I am not afraid of anything!" He turned to the remaining buried Dragon Balls and used his ki to call them up. "Here you are, little ones." He regurgitated the three Dragon Balls in his stomach and dropped them with the other four. "I have all seven Dragon Balls! Finally, I can be young again!" Pilaf and his minions cheered with Piccolo's laughter on the airship.

"And, now ... Come forth, Shenlon!" Piccolo shouted to the seven orange balls. Immediately, the sky turn dark. Saxophone missed catching the lid in surprise. He saw the balls glow before getting really bright. Then, a column of light shot up before curving. A dragon started to form. His eyes glowed red. All that viewed the magical display, stared in awe. Saxophone managed to get the lid without taking his eyes off the dragon. "I-incredible..."

The dragon's deep thunderous voice started to speak, "I can grant you one wish. Tell me what is your desire?"

Piccolo's awe face changed to a smile. His wish was going to be granted! "I'll tell you. I want-"

He was interrupted by a higher pitched voice behind him. "I want you to-!" Piccolo turned his head in shock. Saxophone was ahead of him since he heard the soft feet of his and flung the lid like a Frisbee. The object hit his head with a sounded hit. The force was so powerful that the little white boy was unconscious before he hit the ground.

"Phew, good aim Saxophone. I hate uninvited guests."

"Thanks, Diamao. I'm going to check around to make sure no one else dared to interrupt your wish."

"Be careful. You're not exactly-"

His words were interrupted by the dragon. "Tell me what you desire?"

Piccolo forgot what he was going to say next when he turned around to face the dragon. "I want youth! I wish for my young body and power that time has stolen from me! Can you do this?"

"I can grant that wish easily." Pilaf and his minions watch in delight as Piccolo's body grew younger, losing wrinkles, gaining muscle mass, and his ki level increased. Saxophone ignored the transformation as he walked. He sensed someone nearby and intend to find him.

The triclops stared at his fallen friend and the frighting change of Piccolo until someone walked into his view. "P-Pic-!" he started to shout when this being quickly slammed his head to the ground.

"Be quiet! Diamao Piccolo is changing young at the moment," the demon hissed. He released the head he had slammed down in panic.

"What do you want, monster?" triclops spat.

"Seeing who else invited themselves here."

"So, you're going to kill me like what you did to my friend?"

"No. And, your friend is not dead. I would advise you not to bring him along when you decide to fight Diamao Piccolo. It'll cause complications."

Triclops stared in shock. "Why should I care?"

"He dies if he does come."

Triclops gasped. "You wouldn't!"

"I will!"

"Your wish has been granted," the dragon's voice interrupted their argument. "I must leave."

"Oh, just one more thing you can do for me," Piccolo said the the dragon, stopping it from leaving.

"I have to go," the demon told triclops.

"One more thing! Why are you doing this?" At this time, Piccolo had fired a mouth blast at the dragon.

The orange glow from the screaming dragon lit up behind the demon. "I'm waiting for someone."

A/N: Ok, this is crazy. Three chapters in one day?