Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ It Isn't Easy Being Evil ❯ Chapter Two: One Is The Lonliest Number ( Chapter 2 )
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By: ZelAndPiccoloFreak 
Krystana respects Nameks? Then why does she give Piccolo a hard time?
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama / Comedy / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.05.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 236 | Status: Completed
Krystana respects Nameks? Then why does she give Piccolo a hard time?
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama / Comedy / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 07.05.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 236 | Status: Completed
Author's Note: In this story, I do have excessive swearing. If you get offended by certain words, don't read this. In real life, I stay away from those naughty word but I guess it gets all bottled up and this story is a product from those pent up words and emotions. Well anywho I don't own DBZ or Piccolo. "Piccolo, you are mine!" I look at the namek chained to my bed. He breaks the chains, "Um, no. I belong to my creator." I turn chibi and throw a hissyfit. :sobs:
It Isn't Easy Being Evil
This story is an alternate universe story. It is written using Piccolo's point of view. Pretend Piccolo is fighting Frieza before his final form. What if there was another member of the ginyu force who wasn't too happy with Frieza? And what if they wanted revenge… at any cost?
Episode 2: One Is The Loneliest Number
We arrive at the Capsule Corp and are told we have to wait about half a year for the Namekian dragonballs. I don't trust Vegeta or Krystana, both were just at each other's throats, now they are standing next to each other civilly.
"You have grown." I hear Vegeta mumble to her.
"Fuck off." She spits at him.
"Lovely. Truce?"
"Not until you apologize."
"Why should I?" Vegeta snarls.
A quick kick to the gut and Vegeta is on the ground, "That's why! You are lucky I didn't kick lower."
Bulma claps, "Way to go! Girl power!"
Krystana smirks at her, "So apologize."
"No way, whore."
Krystana picks Vegeta up by his hair, "Then we will have no truce. But I will allow you this half a year to prepare for the day, you will either apologize or I will kill you."
"Um, Miss Krystana," Dende says calmly.
Krystana drops Vegeta and stalks away, demanding to see a room.
Bulma shows Krystana to a private room, "If you need any clothes… I'm sure I can get you something that will fit."
"Thanks, woman… Bulma, right?"
"Yes." Bulma smiles cheerfully, happy to see a woman so strong.
I have been spying on her, watching her every move. It seems Dende and I can distract her from her onslaughts.
She turns the knob to her room, "Will you watch me bathe as well?"
I feel the heat rush to my face as I realize she knows I am here, "I am trying to understand you."
"Good luck." She says as she enters the room, "You'll be the first."
I am confused by her words but decide to leave it alone. Women are like that, I tell myself. I return to the common area where all the Nameks are. Dende introduces me.
It is only a hour until Krystana joins us. She has removed her armor with leaves her in a skin tight black jumpsuit.
"Hey, um, stalker! Where is Bulma?" Krystana approaches me.
"You can address me as Piccolo and last time I saw her she was getting food for Vegeta."
"Where's that little runt that is usually right behind you?" She hugs her arms around her body.
"He went home. Any other stupid questions I can answer?" I snap at her, she causes me such anger. Why can she get such a rise out of me?
"Sure. Tell me everything. From how you know Vegeta to what that Saiyain was doing on Namek."
I look at her uncertain, if I open up to her and explain to her maybe she will feel as if she can trust me… Nyah, let Bulma explain.
"Ask Bulma." I turn.
She hisses but turns and walks away. I watch her tail as it sways gently as she removes herself from my sight.
"Do you know why respects us?" Dende asks.
I shake my head, "She calms down every time we speak."
"To her people, Nameks are wise. Her people and ours have always been peaceful and we were close. When the Nameks foresaw the Justians being killed and enslaved, we warned them."
"They didn't believe the Nameks?"
"They believed us, but they were too set in their ways, except for… Krystana, the daughter of the Justian leader. She wanted to fight and she did, but, Vegeta, he was stronger. He had her captured for Frieza and Justia… was destroyed."
"I see." I hear her screaming at Vegeta, something about touching her tail.
"I better go break it up. She has a good heart, Piccolo. She really does." Dende walks off.
That evening, I hear crying. I wake from my meditation and look at the balcony. There she is, hanging over the balcony, staring at the starry sky.
Tears run down her lavender cheeks, I pity her. I can tell she is trying to force herself to stop, but she cannot.
"Don't look at me." She whispers.
"Did Bulma tell you what you wanted to know?"
She turns to me wiping the tears from her eyes, I succeeded in distracting her from her hurt, "Yes, but do you mind if I question you?"
"You can question me, but I may or may not answer."
"Why did you change?" She asks me the hardest question.
"When I find out, I'll tell you."
"You love the boy? You sacrificed your life for his. Is he the reason for your change?"
"Probably." I remark, "Why did you change?"
"Anger."
"Vegeta?"
"No… myself. I should have died."
I have nothing to say and she stares at me, the sorrow overtaking her again. I watch as she sinks to her knees, crying so hard, her body shakes.
Against my better judgment, I walk over to her, "You were right to fight."
"Was I? It is true I fought. Vegeta was just too damn strong. I surrendered to him so he would spare everyone else…"
"He lied?" I look at the girl as she stands, trying to be strong.
"No, he just bent our deal. He spared them by giving them a quick death. So I must respect my bargain."
"How long have you served under Frieza?"
"Twelve years, half my life."
"Do you regret it?"
"What kind of question is that?" She glares at me, that fire in her eye, "Of course I do!"
"Well I guess you can forget the past and look forward to the future."
"I wish to see this planet. Will you show me around?"
"If you wish me to, but you must be your true self. I'm tired of your fake, tough girl routine."
"Do you know why I act this way?" Krystana smirks at me an evil glint in her eye.
"No, why?" I am curious about this enigma of a woman. Wait, all women are enigmas to me, why do I wish to know more? Push her away… Piccolo, push her away!
"It was the only way to keep roaming hands off me. Men knew my body was off limits."
"I see. Were you the only woman?" I ask her, mentally slapping myself for continuing the conversation. Just turn and walk away, I tell myself.
"That wasn't a slave. I had to fight so I wasn't used like the slave women." Krystana continues to have that evil glint in her eye, "I had my share of suitors but… I showed them. Zarbon was my most persistent suitor… he received a black eye and a severe pain in the groin."
"Zarbon?" I ask her. I know she has power but… Zarbon?
"And Captain Ginyu. They liked 'em feisty and I was feisty. But I proved to be too much for them. Am I too much for you?" She asks with an almost sadistic smile on her face.
I growl at her implication, as if I am interested in her! "I am not a suitor of yours."
"You have been stalking me and staring… that's how it started with Zarbon. Do you not fine me attractive?"
"I have no eyes for beauty. I am a Namek, or did you forget? You are of no importance to me." I turn to walk away, "I will see you at dawn."
"Well, Mister Piccolo, I thank you. Your company has been most enjoyable. I will join you tomorrow morning." I hear her boots clack on the floor as she returns to her room.
****That's the end of Episode Two. Let me know what you think. Give me some reviews.****
It Isn't Easy Being Evil
This story is an alternate universe story. It is written using Piccolo's point of view. Pretend Piccolo is fighting Frieza before his final form. What if there was another member of the ginyu force who wasn't too happy with Frieza? And what if they wanted revenge… at any cost?
Episode 2: One Is The Loneliest Number
We arrive at the Capsule Corp and are told we have to wait about half a year for the Namekian dragonballs. I don't trust Vegeta or Krystana, both were just at each other's throats, now they are standing next to each other civilly.
"You have grown." I hear Vegeta mumble to her.
"Fuck off." She spits at him.
"Lovely. Truce?"
"Not until you apologize."
"Why should I?" Vegeta snarls.
A quick kick to the gut and Vegeta is on the ground, "That's why! You are lucky I didn't kick lower."
Bulma claps, "Way to go! Girl power!"
Krystana smirks at her, "So apologize."
"No way, whore."
Krystana picks Vegeta up by his hair, "Then we will have no truce. But I will allow you this half a year to prepare for the day, you will either apologize or I will kill you."
"Um, Miss Krystana," Dende says calmly.
Krystana drops Vegeta and stalks away, demanding to see a room.
Bulma shows Krystana to a private room, "If you need any clothes… I'm sure I can get you something that will fit."
"Thanks, woman… Bulma, right?"
"Yes." Bulma smiles cheerfully, happy to see a woman so strong.
I have been spying on her, watching her every move. It seems Dende and I can distract her from her onslaughts.
She turns the knob to her room, "Will you watch me bathe as well?"
I feel the heat rush to my face as I realize she knows I am here, "I am trying to understand you."
"Good luck." She says as she enters the room, "You'll be the first."
I am confused by her words but decide to leave it alone. Women are like that, I tell myself. I return to the common area where all the Nameks are. Dende introduces me.
It is only a hour until Krystana joins us. She has removed her armor with leaves her in a skin tight black jumpsuit.
"Hey, um, stalker! Where is Bulma?" Krystana approaches me.
"You can address me as Piccolo and last time I saw her she was getting food for Vegeta."
"Where's that little runt that is usually right behind you?" She hugs her arms around her body.
"He went home. Any other stupid questions I can answer?" I snap at her, she causes me such anger. Why can she get such a rise out of me?
"Sure. Tell me everything. From how you know Vegeta to what that Saiyain was doing on Namek."
I look at her uncertain, if I open up to her and explain to her maybe she will feel as if she can trust me… Nyah, let Bulma explain.
"Ask Bulma." I turn.
She hisses but turns and walks away. I watch her tail as it sways gently as she removes herself from my sight.
"Do you know why respects us?" Dende asks.
I shake my head, "She calms down every time we speak."
"To her people, Nameks are wise. Her people and ours have always been peaceful and we were close. When the Nameks foresaw the Justians being killed and enslaved, we warned them."
"They didn't believe the Nameks?"
"They believed us, but they were too set in their ways, except for… Krystana, the daughter of the Justian leader. She wanted to fight and she did, but, Vegeta, he was stronger. He had her captured for Frieza and Justia… was destroyed."
"I see." I hear her screaming at Vegeta, something about touching her tail.
"I better go break it up. She has a good heart, Piccolo. She really does." Dende walks off.
That evening, I hear crying. I wake from my meditation and look at the balcony. There she is, hanging over the balcony, staring at the starry sky.
Tears run down her lavender cheeks, I pity her. I can tell she is trying to force herself to stop, but she cannot.
"Don't look at me." She whispers.
"Did Bulma tell you what you wanted to know?"
She turns to me wiping the tears from her eyes, I succeeded in distracting her from her hurt, "Yes, but do you mind if I question you?"
"You can question me, but I may or may not answer."
"Why did you change?" She asks me the hardest question.
"When I find out, I'll tell you."
"You love the boy? You sacrificed your life for his. Is he the reason for your change?"
"Probably." I remark, "Why did you change?"
"Anger."
"Vegeta?"
"No… myself. I should have died."
I have nothing to say and she stares at me, the sorrow overtaking her again. I watch as she sinks to her knees, crying so hard, her body shakes.
Against my better judgment, I walk over to her, "You were right to fight."
"Was I? It is true I fought. Vegeta was just too damn strong. I surrendered to him so he would spare everyone else…"
"He lied?" I look at the girl as she stands, trying to be strong.
"No, he just bent our deal. He spared them by giving them a quick death. So I must respect my bargain."
"How long have you served under Frieza?"
"Twelve years, half my life."
"Do you regret it?"
"What kind of question is that?" She glares at me, that fire in her eye, "Of course I do!"
"Well I guess you can forget the past and look forward to the future."
"I wish to see this planet. Will you show me around?"
"If you wish me to, but you must be your true self. I'm tired of your fake, tough girl routine."
"Do you know why I act this way?" Krystana smirks at me an evil glint in her eye.
"No, why?" I am curious about this enigma of a woman. Wait, all women are enigmas to me, why do I wish to know more? Push her away… Piccolo, push her away!
"It was the only way to keep roaming hands off me. Men knew my body was off limits."
"I see. Were you the only woman?" I ask her, mentally slapping myself for continuing the conversation. Just turn and walk away, I tell myself.
"That wasn't a slave. I had to fight so I wasn't used like the slave women." Krystana continues to have that evil glint in her eye, "I had my share of suitors but… I showed them. Zarbon was my most persistent suitor… he received a black eye and a severe pain in the groin."
"Zarbon?" I ask her. I know she has power but… Zarbon?
"And Captain Ginyu. They liked 'em feisty and I was feisty. But I proved to be too much for them. Am I too much for you?" She asks with an almost sadistic smile on her face.
I growl at her implication, as if I am interested in her! "I am not a suitor of yours."
"You have been stalking me and staring… that's how it started with Zarbon. Do you not fine me attractive?"
"I have no eyes for beauty. I am a Namek, or did you forget? You are of no importance to me." I turn to walk away, "I will see you at dawn."
"Well, Mister Piccolo, I thank you. Your company has been most enjoyable. I will join you tomorrow morning." I hear her boots clack on the floor as she returns to her room.
****That's the end of Episode Two. Let me know what you think. Give me some reviews.****