Prologue: King Piccolo Saga pt 9- Announcement: Diamao Piccolo is King!

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Chemistry-Deaf: One more part and it's a wrap of the Prologue: King Piccolo Saga!

The broadcast room was being quickly prepared as Piccolo and Saxophone came in. Piccolo's throne that Piccolo made before searching for Saxophone was seated far back. In front of the white skull chair, a simple table with a simple chair sat the king, or soon, former king. Saxophone was surprised by how the king looked. He was a short grey old dog with a mustache and a suit on. He glared at the arriving demons, but there was fear as well.

The camera men were bustling around trying to make sure the lighting and the cameras were ready before the immediate announcement was to interrupt the daily life. By this time, a cook found Saxophone to notify about the selection of drinks. Saxophone told him that he will visit them later and handed the empty bowl to him. Piccolo had him stand near his throne and off of the view of the camera.

"Places! Everyone's good? Ok, we are live in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1!"

King Furry sweated about his dreaded announcement as the numbers count down. The soft hum of the lights and camera does nothing to soothe for his mood. "Today, I have a very important news." He sweated due to stress and the heat that was starting to build. His mind raced a way to warn his citizens of the dangers that he has to announce. "This is a ter-rific-great joy I bring to all of you. I have proudly given over my throne to the one known as Diamao Piccolo." He said it. His wish for peace and harmony was trashed the moment he gave in to this demon's plans. It was total annihilation by his announcement. It was too much to bear for his very loving heart. "Citizen! We must prevail under his demonic rule! Band together and fight against-"

"Insolent King Furry." Piccolo at that time stepped in the view of the camera choking King Furry. "That's not very smart. Though, I doubt your plans would work." Piccolo tossed his capture out of sight. He turned and face the camera. "People of Earth, listen well! I am Diamao Piccolo, your new king! Not far from here, I destroyed a part of a city as a showcase of my power. Worry not, I am not a dictator in a traditional sense. I only plan to slowly take down all the laws not necessary for my reign. We will begin by eradicating the police system.

"To celebrate my first day as King, I came up with," Piccolo paused for dramatic effect, "a holiday of sorts. You all should be honored because I include each and every one of you to watch. Your planet-my planet is divided into 43 sectors. Each is represented by a slip of paper inside this box." The camera had zoomed out to include Saxophone sitting on the floor holding a white box with a circled demon written on every side except for the top which was a hole. "I declare that this day, May 13th, is Diamao Day. I will be hosting this event every year. That day is when I choose a sector to host the celebrate by its destruction, and I will do the honors. I am not without mercy. The sector's annihilation will be instantaneous. There won't be time to feel any pain.

"Since this is my celebration, and I don't want to wait a year, today is the first draw. I wonder who will have a visit from me?" Piccolo reached over his arm rest and waited for Saxophone to lift the box. "Let's see here, who's the first to set things?" He picked one and opened it. "Oh, not too far away. The lucky winner is sector 29! Go ahead and try to escape, I will be there." Piccolo signaled the camera men to turn off the camera. Off to the side was the former King Furry being furious. He had a hard time containing his rage at the what he called "senseless destruction" he had heard. He hated feeling helpless.

"You monster! I hope some day, some day soon, you will face justice!"

"Oh look, Saxophone. Someone's trying to be the hero."

Saxophone laughed. "Shall I have someone escort the little king hero back to his room?"

Piccolo chuckled and gave the order for everyone to leave. They have a plane to catch.

As they arrive to one of the airport hangers, someone was already there waiting for them. He quickly open the hatch and waited for further orders. Saxophone looked at the small plane and hopped in the driver's side. Piccolo dismissed the helper. He was about to step in when an aircraft flew by. It circled around and hovered in front of them.

The cover opened and the person inside yelled, "Why don't you step down from your fortress, Piccolo? I got something for you!"

"That's thoughtful of you. Guess it can't wait until after the celebration?"

"Sorry, Piccolo. This gift is best before you leave. Besides, it sounds like you're afraid of me."

"Afraid of you? Hardly. Seems to me that you're in a hurry to die."

"Diamao, do you want me to fly you down?" Piccolo looked down at Saxophone bored from the conversation.

"There's no need. Come, I'm sure you're ready to fight."

Saxophone smiled at the thought of fighting. "Sounds like fun, Diamao." Both flew down. Piccolo landed gracefully while Saxophone made some cracks.

They waited for the challenger to come down. "Let's go! I got a schedule to keep!"

He did. It was triclops. Triclops had expected Saxophone to look surprised or notice him. Nothing appeared. Pushing that thought away, he heard Piccolo speak.

"Oh, so you can fly. You must take great pride in your ability, but it takes more than a fancy landing to impress me, boy."

"For once, I agree with you. I come prepared."

"Well, isn't that a problem. Did you come prepared for me? If you are, I'm sure you can take on Saxophone. He hasn't have a good fight, yet."

Saxophone walked up to the triclops. "Disappointed?" he said as he took a stance.

"Frustratingly so," triclops replied through his teeth.

"Before we begin, let's have a name exchange?"

"Huh?"

"I am Saxophone."

"My name is Tien Shinhan." Saxophone smiled and waited. Tien gritted his teeth and charged forward. As Saxophone was preparing for a blow, Tien jumped up. He intended to go over Saxophone and run up to Piccolo, but Saxophone reacted quicker than expected. He had stretched his arm and caught Tien's leg above him without looking. As his arm pulled back to his normal size, Saxophone slammed Tien on his back.

"I thought I am your opponent, Tien." Tien felt out of whack, but did he really hear a bit of hurt in Saxophone's voice? He got up and winced. Saxophone was serious about fighting Tien and if Tien doesn't focus, Saxophone can easily put him out of commission. Tien flinched at the possibility that he would be out for good. He's going to have to bide his time right.

"Sorry, my head wasn't in the right place. Since you're going to be in my way, I will defeat you first!" Tien threw the first punch which Saxophone ducked and return favor. His punch was caught. Tien retaliate with a knee to the side. Saxophone caught that and used it to out balance Tien. Tien fell and rolled out of Saxophone's kick range. Tien got up to a crouch and aimed at Saxophone's chest area.

Using his powerful legs, he fired himself at Saxophone. Saxophone made the mistake of trying to go after Tien that he couldn't dodge. His core muscles managed to tighten up before Tien's fist made contact and Saxophone grunted from the force. When Saxophone stood up a little straighter, he saw Tien ready. "Is it my turn?" Tien was confused hearing the voice to the right of him. The Saxophone in front of him looked and pointed to his left. Tien followed the finger that caused his head to turn right.

There was a grinning Saxophone much closer and a fist. It hit Tein's left pectoral muscle. He had been punch before but none like this. The force of the fist were like any other punch, but this one seem to send a shock wave only at the area from the front to the back. Part of the area was Tien's heart. It jolted his heart a bit. He looked at the slowly forming bruise. He didn't have much time to ponder about this wonder when Saxophone uppercut his face. His teeth made an awful smashing sound. Saxophone finished his round with a kick to the guts.

Tien quickly realized that Saxophone don't play in doesn't even waste energy. If he saw an opportunity, he took it. It doesn't matter to him if his opponent could take it or not. Tien saw him relax and walked slowly up to him. If he was going to take Saxophone off guard, now was the chance! He waited quietly for Saxophone to approach in punching distance. Saxophone readied a finishing blow as he got to Tien's side.

Tien took a glance and saw Saxophone's face within distance. Saxophone widen in shock when Tien planted a good fist in his face. Tien took the opportunity to roll away and up to his feet. One of Saxophone's hands came on his face to cover the broken and bleeding nose. This also prevent him from seeing Tien. Since he couldn't see, he couldn't tighten his core muscles in time. Tien successfully knocked the wind out of Saxophone. Tien was about to launch himself into a head butt against Saxophone, but Saxophone crouched due to pain.

Thinking Saxophone was out of commission for awhile, Tien turned to Piccolo. "Remember the gift I have for you? I still have it!" He threw the clicked catapult at Piccolo's feet. Piccolo looked at the smoke screen bored. When it cleared up, shock and fear embedded in his being.

"No! Not the jar!" Saxophone was already used to the pain and glared at Tien. Tien readied his stance to start the mafuba. Saxophone stayed low and swept Tien's leg from under him. Tien had just had his hands outstretched to start the wave when his leg was hit. Saxophone was at his side in an instant slapped Tien forward in anger.

"How dare you ignore me!" Saxophone shouted and proceed to stomp Tien's back, heel grinding in for emphasis. Tien thought that his back might snap. Saxophone's anger was short lived and he cooled down. "I may be down, but I wasn't out of battle!"

"Saxophone." He looked up to Piccolo who overcame his fears and already blew up the jar. "Finish him off. Try to make it as painful as possible."

Saxophone controlled his haggard breathing and replied, "Yes, Diamao." He looked at the bruised Tien, trying to decide a painful method. He knelt down next to Tien and positioned two of his fingers around the spine area. He was about to go through with it when a small figure launch himself at him. To the newcomer's surprise, Saxophone was ready for him. The arm that Saxophone was planning on using ended up blocking a kick.

A/N: I just realized what a nasty month to be typing about death and destruction... At least the year works. For the May 13th, that was from the anime. In the manga it was May 9th. I don't care which day you prefer.