Pikkoro-Chan: Secrets Revealed

Okay, I'm back. Oh yeah, be prepared... this is a serious part so there ain't no laughing... well maybe, dunno... Enough said, ON WITH THE STORY!

 

 

 

Pikkoro-Chan – Secrets Revealed

 

 

 

Vegeta flew a slow and steady speed not wanting to wake the small child in his strong arms. Piccolo slept soundly as the Prince of Saiyans flew them up to the great tower above the world. He looked down at the Namek. It was late in the evening and today, much like other days, was a tiring one. It had been a week since Piccolo took his first wobbly steps. The infant had quickly learned to walk and it had become a ritual for the Saiyan and his new friend to go through the same routine everyday. Bulma and Trunks were overly surprised by Vegeta’s new behaviour and when the Prince volunteered to look over Piccolo every hour of every day, the blue haired woman and her son were speechless. Vegeta could care less of their opinion on the matter. He was growing more and more fond of the child and after seeing Piccolo learn from him he was determined that he could teach the Namek to fight. It was when Piccolo was watching his all time favourite program, Power Rangers, Vegeta saw the Namek child throw his first ki blast. His favourite ranger, the green one, Vegeta never bothered with the names, was knocked down he infant threw a temper tantrum at the television. Although he destroyed most of the screen, Vegeta knew he had taken his first step into become a warrior. It was then that Bulma demanded that he go up to see Dende and find out about the little green baby. Vegeta try to delay the trip but finally his mate made it clear that she would no longer cook for him if he did not go.

 

 

 

When he finally reached Dende’s lookout, he spotted Mr. Popo.

 

 

 

“Oh dear!” The genie called as Vegeta landed on the marble floor. “W-what can I do for you?” It stuttered, as it slowly made its way closer to the Saiyan.

 

 

 

“Where is the guardian, Genie?” Vegeta asked coldly.

 

 

 

“He is ill and is in his…”

 

 

 

 “Shut up. Now, take this.” Vegeta said darkly as he handed the sleeping Piccolo to him. The baby’s eyes fluttered opened and made a small noise as he was placed in the Genie’s hands.

 

 

 

“I will be back, and if I hear more than one cry or see one tear on his face I will make sure that you will suffer the ultimate price…” The Saiyan whispered to Mr.Popo. The dark genie shivered in dread as the Prince walked towards the doorway of the large tower.

 

 

 

The Saiyan walked through numerous hallways and up several fleets of stairs until he found the small power level of the young guardian. When he reached the door he slowly opened it and pureed inside. He saw a room painted all white with a small bed in one of the corners. Moving inside he went towards the bed to see a rather distressing sight. Dende lay under thin, white covers breathing heavily. His radiant green skin was pale and covered in sweat. He was no more than 25 human years old and yet he looked so much older. The Prince took in a deep breath and gently touched the Namek’s arm. The guardian immediately opened his eyes. Turning his head so he could see Vegeta, Dende’s face grew even more gloomy and stressed.

 

 

 

“So, someone finally noticed…” He whispered. Vegeta felt the burdens over his voice… He seemed almost too young to speak in such a way. The Saiyan opened his mouth be was cut off before he was able to say a word.

 

 

 

“I, I did it by accident… I didn’t know by over powering it, it would have such an effect on me and the dragonballs.” The guardian coughed as Vegeta thought over his words.

 

 

 

“What are you talking about?” He asked quietly but with some force.

 

 

 

“The dome… I destroyed the stone… the stone dragon…” More coughing. Vegeta paused, still unsure. After calming himself, Dende moved his hand and pointed towards a pair of doors appearing to lead to another room. He mouthed a word but it would not come out. Vegeta placed his gloved finger over the Namek’s lips and slowly moved towards the doors. He opened them to reveal an empty room, an exception to the structure in the middle. Vegeta cautiously took his steps into the dim room. The windows surround the dome balcony were so large the light from the moon passed through and all the world could be seen. Once the Saiyan reached the small mantel, the guardian’s words that confused him had answers. Inside a glass dome was the shattered pieces of the once stone form of the eternal dragon. Vegeta moved his hand towards the glass when he heard heavy footsteps behind him. He turned to see Dende stand in the doorway.

 

 

 

“I shouldn’t have… but…” As the young Namek took a step forward, he collapsed. Running to the fallen guardian, Vegeta slowly helped him back to his feet.

 

 

 

“I’m so weak…” He whispered.

 

 

 

“Where is Piccolo, Dende? Was he not the guardian of Earth before? Why isn’t he still here, on Kami’s lookout?” Vegeta stammered, his anger getting the better of him. Dende quickly hushed the Saiyan before he was able to ask any more questions.

 

 

 

“Take me to the edge of the tower…”

 

 

 

The Prince rushed through the front doors and out towards the open of the lookout. Carefully, Vegeta let go of the guardian once he felt he was able to keep his ground. There was silence as Dende squinted out of his heavy eyes. Popo, standing near the garden with Piccolo, stood up in concern. The childish Namek played with the flowers and tried to keep a blue butterfly in his grasp. Dende turned to Vegeta.

 

 

 

 “I can’t seem to find him in his normal resting spots.” He let out a soft cough and Vegeta wrinkled his nose in disgust.

 

 

 

 “Where did he go?”

 

 

 

“Oh, Kami always complained about how he felt closed in on the lookout… Even with garden, he had decided that he would leave for a short while… He said he would return to finish his teachings with Dende.” Mr. Popo answered as he walked up from behind the Saiyan.

 

 

 

“Then why can’t we find him?” He asked or rather yelled over his shoulder.

 

 

 

“I am not looking for his true energy…” Dende swallowed and moved his hand over his sweaty forehead.

 

 

 

“True energy?” Vegeta asked out loud.

 

 

 

“It is the energy signal that makes you and I different. It is the only for sure…” More coughing. “For sure way to tell which energy belongs to who. Piccolo’s is very unique compared to the average human.” Vegeta thought about the guardian’s words.

 

 

 

 “It is not something you could learn…” Dende smirked for the first time and to Vegeta it was the oddest look on the ill Namek. “Only Nameks with great mental capacities or guardians with the right training can possess this skill.” Dende turned back to look out on the beauty of the planet and took a deep breath. Closing his eyes, his body began to glow lightly. Vegeta clenched his fists as he watched the guardian almost fad away and reappear. Suddenly, Dende spun around in shock. Vegeta grabbed the Namek’s shoulder.

 

 

 

“What’s wrong? What happened?!”

 

 

 

“He’s right there…” Dende barely whispered.

 

 

 

“Who!?” Turning around to see what the guardian was looking at, Vegeta shook his head in disbelief.

 

 

 

“It all makes sense…"

 

TBC

Can anyone say obvious? LoL! Sorri of the shortness again. I'm gunna try to update as soon as possible!
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