Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ It Isn't Easy Being Evil ❯ Chapter Three: I Believe I Can Fly ( Chapter 3 )
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By: ZelAndPiccoloFreak 
Piccolo decides to teach Krystana to fly... the hard way.
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: 225 | Status: Completed
Piccolo decides to teach Krystana to fly... the hard way.
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: 225 | Status: Completed
Author's Note: In this story, I do have excessive swearing. If you get offended by certain words, don't read this. I don't own Piccolo...
Piccolo- "Sure, you do!"
Me- :sobs: "Stop teasing me!"
Piccolo- "But it's so much fun!"
Me- "Fine!" :hugs: "You are mine!"
Piccolo- "AHHHHH!"
So anyways, I'm going to play with my new toy, now. Here's the next episode.
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 3: I Believe I Can Fly
I wait outside Capsule Corp for Krystana. I tap my foot impatiently. She comes out of the complex. I cannot take my eyes off her. She must have borrowed clothes from Bulma. Is she trying to seduce me?
The top she wears barely covers her breasts. The jean shorts she wears are just long enough to reach halfway to mid-thigh. Gods, she is attractive. I mean, any one with eyes… look! She is pretty, alright. Even I can see that!
Her metallic purple strands of hair are tied together with a silver ribbon. Her ears are pointed. Dammit, what is she doing to me with that smile?
She walks over to me, almost seductively, "Where is our craft?"
"Craft? We will be flying, of course."
"Oh! Of course." Krystana giggles nervously.
"You can fly," I look at her, "can't you?"
Krystana shakes her head, her eyes downcast, "I can't."
"You can't! How did you expect to defeat Frieza and Vegeta if you can't even fly!" I practically shout at the young woman.
"HEY! Keep it down! No one knows about that!" She puts a finger to my lips.
I smell her skin, beneath my nose, lilac, perhaps. I smirk at her removing her finger from my lips, "You'll have to learn."
"Will you teach me?" Her tail wags, "I have never been able to learn."
"What is in it for me?" I fold my arms, looking at the girl sternly.
"Please! If I am to protect this planet from Vegeta… I am the only one who is stronger… Dammit! Teach me!"
I watch as she goes through multiple emotions, "Fine, but you will need to listen to me."
She hops up and down excitedly, which gives me a nice view of her, "Well, that shouldn't be too hard. Your voice is very intoxicating."
"And you must obey me." I add my last requirement.
Krystana glares at me with her piercing eyes, "Fine, but train me away from here. I don't want Vegeta to know."
I growl to warn her. She is already ordering me around, "Krystana. I am your sensei, now."
"Fine. Pickles, let us depart."
I cringe at the nickname, "Don't call me that!"
She smiles, "What? Pickles?"
"Come on." I grab her and toss her over my shoulder, not so gently.
"What are you doing? You JERK! Let me go!" She squeals in my ear as I begin to take off.
I snarl at her, as she pounds her fists into my back, "Shut up, woman! Do you want Vegeta to hear?"
She stops her flailing and punching. "No," she says meekly.
"Good. Now, I am taking you to someplace private so I can teach you. SO shut up."
"Whatever you say, sensei." Krystana says with sarcasm.
"You! I should just drop you and be done."
The lavender girl hisses, like a cat, the first sincere emotions she has expressed, other than insanity, "You wouldn't dare do that!"
Her hand strokes my back, massaging it. She is obviously trying to do something.
I feel a smirk curl at my lips as an evil thought comes to my mind. I change her position so she is lying in my arms.
"Much better," she purrs, "I like to be able to interpret your expressions."
"Try this one," I challenge as I smirk.
I release her and she begins to fall to the earth many miles below.
"I hope you learn quick. Did you take notes?" I joke at her.
"Piccolo!" Krystana scrambles in the air, panicking.
I smile, I'll just wait to the last second to save her. Maybe she will learn her lesson. She powers up, as if that will help.
I begin to descend towards her, "Are you going to be good?"
She hisses at me and swats at me, "You are asking the impossible!"
"Then fall," I say nonchalantly.
Krystana turns to face the doom quickly approaching, "I don't need your fucking help!"
She sends a blast at the ground below, she is much smarter than I thought.
Krystana decreases the power of her blast to descend slower to the ground. When she hits, she collapses, exhausted. She hit the ground pretty hard, I land next to her.
I kneel down to check her pulse. She's alive but both her legs are definitely broken.
"Dammit, now what?"
(AN: from now on when Nail is speaking inside Piccolo it will be inside #'s) I hear Nail's voice inside tell me, #You'll have to take care of her now.#
"What! No way!" I shout out loud.
#How will you explain to everyone how she was hurt? Take her to your cave and help her so she can heal. Her bones will heal in a week, until then you must care for her.#
"This is just great! Just fucking dandy!" I continue my verbal assault.
#I wasn't the one who dropped her!#
"Shut the hell up!"
I hear her groan. What an idiot I am! Now I have to take care of the bitch.
"Krystana, your legs are broken. Don't move."
"No shit! This is your fault, imbecile!"
I growl as I pick up sticks to make two braces, "Do you want me to leave you here?"
She whimpers, "No, please. You can't."
I make the braces on her legs and she cries out in pain as I set the bones. I lift her into my arms, luckily the cave is nearby.
"Thank you," she whispers as she looks up at me and I begin to fly us to the cave.
"Look. I didn't mean for you to get hurt. I would have helped you if you just allowed me to." I explain.
"Oh! So it's my fault! If I didn't need you!" Her face curls into a snarl.
"Is that a threat?" I take her by the shirt so she dangles over the ground.
"I think I will shut up now." And she actually keeps her word.
We reach the cave. I set her down so she can lie down. The silence is unbearable, which is strange for me. I like quiet, so why does it bother me so much? The only thing I hear is the chatter of her teeth.
"Are you cold?" I ask as I take up my meditative position. She must be, wearing those strips of cloth that she considers clothing.
She doesn't respond so she can freeze for all I care. I hope she dies.
#You know you don't think that.#
I argue with Nail in my mind, 'Shut the fuck up! You've been here in me a couple of fucking days and you think you know me!'
#Well I know that you aren't like other Nameks… and we are now one. I think I am more in touch with your emotions, then you are.#
'Yeah right.'
I notice Krystana has fallen asleep.
#You're a fool, Piccolo. She is perfect for you and you are so blind you can't even see it.#
'Just what the hell are you implying, Nail?'
#You are developing an interest for that girl.#
'You are insane! I can't stand her! I hate her!'
Nail remains silent with the chattering purple girl. The shivering and the constant chatter of her teeth drives me insane. It annoys me so much I can no longer meditate. I take off my cloak and wrap it around her cool body. She wakes while I wrap her.
"You don't have to be silent, all the time. Just don't piss me off." I tell her.
"Thank you, Pickles." She looks up at me.
For the first time in my life, I feel guilty. I allow the nickname to slide, just this once.
****That's the end of Episode Three. Let me know what you think. Give me some reviews.****
Piccolo- "Sure, you do!"
Me- :sobs: "Stop teasing me!"
Piccolo- "But it's so much fun!"
Me- "Fine!" :hugs: "You are mine!"
Piccolo- "AHHHHH!"
So anyways, I'm going to play with my new toy, now. Here's the next episode.
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 3: I Believe I Can Fly
I wait outside Capsule Corp for Krystana. I tap my foot impatiently. She comes out of the complex. I cannot take my eyes off her. She must have borrowed clothes from Bulma. Is she trying to seduce me?
The top she wears barely covers her breasts. The jean shorts she wears are just long enough to reach halfway to mid-thigh. Gods, she is attractive. I mean, any one with eyes… look! She is pretty, alright. Even I can see that!
Her metallic purple strands of hair are tied together with a silver ribbon. Her ears are pointed. Dammit, what is she doing to me with that smile?
She walks over to me, almost seductively, "Where is our craft?"
"Craft? We will be flying, of course."
"Oh! Of course." Krystana giggles nervously.
"You can fly," I look at her, "can't you?"
Krystana shakes her head, her eyes downcast, "I can't."
"You can't! How did you expect to defeat Frieza and Vegeta if you can't even fly!" I practically shout at the young woman.
"HEY! Keep it down! No one knows about that!" She puts a finger to my lips.
I smell her skin, beneath my nose, lilac, perhaps. I smirk at her removing her finger from my lips, "You'll have to learn."
"Will you teach me?" Her tail wags, "I have never been able to learn."
"What is in it for me?" I fold my arms, looking at the girl sternly.
"Please! If I am to protect this planet from Vegeta… I am the only one who is stronger… Dammit! Teach me!"
I watch as she goes through multiple emotions, "Fine, but you will need to listen to me."
She hops up and down excitedly, which gives me a nice view of her, "Well, that shouldn't be too hard. Your voice is very intoxicating."
"And you must obey me." I add my last requirement.
Krystana glares at me with her piercing eyes, "Fine, but train me away from here. I don't want Vegeta to know."
I growl to warn her. She is already ordering me around, "Krystana. I am your sensei, now."
"Fine. Pickles, let us depart."
I cringe at the nickname, "Don't call me that!"
She smiles, "What? Pickles?"
"Come on." I grab her and toss her over my shoulder, not so gently.
"What are you doing? You JERK! Let me go!" She squeals in my ear as I begin to take off.
I snarl at her, as she pounds her fists into my back, "Shut up, woman! Do you want Vegeta to hear?"
She stops her flailing and punching. "No," she says meekly.
"Good. Now, I am taking you to someplace private so I can teach you. SO shut up."
"Whatever you say, sensei." Krystana says with sarcasm.
"You! I should just drop you and be done."
The lavender girl hisses, like a cat, the first sincere emotions she has expressed, other than insanity, "You wouldn't dare do that!"
Her hand strokes my back, massaging it. She is obviously trying to do something.
I feel a smirk curl at my lips as an evil thought comes to my mind. I change her position so she is lying in my arms.
"Much better," she purrs, "I like to be able to interpret your expressions."
"Try this one," I challenge as I smirk.
I release her and she begins to fall to the earth many miles below.
"I hope you learn quick. Did you take notes?" I joke at her.
"Piccolo!" Krystana scrambles in the air, panicking.
I smile, I'll just wait to the last second to save her. Maybe she will learn her lesson. She powers up, as if that will help.
I begin to descend towards her, "Are you going to be good?"
She hisses at me and swats at me, "You are asking the impossible!"
"Then fall," I say nonchalantly.
Krystana turns to face the doom quickly approaching, "I don't need your fucking help!"
She sends a blast at the ground below, she is much smarter than I thought.
Krystana decreases the power of her blast to descend slower to the ground. When she hits, she collapses, exhausted. She hit the ground pretty hard, I land next to her.
I kneel down to check her pulse. She's alive but both her legs are definitely broken.
"Dammit, now what?"
(AN: from now on when Nail is speaking inside Piccolo it will be inside #'s) I hear Nail's voice inside tell me, #You'll have to take care of her now.#
"What! No way!" I shout out loud.
#How will you explain to everyone how she was hurt? Take her to your cave and help her so she can heal. Her bones will heal in a week, until then you must care for her.#
"This is just great! Just fucking dandy!" I continue my verbal assault.
#I wasn't the one who dropped her!#
"Shut the hell up!"
I hear her groan. What an idiot I am! Now I have to take care of the bitch.
"Krystana, your legs are broken. Don't move."
"No shit! This is your fault, imbecile!"
I growl as I pick up sticks to make two braces, "Do you want me to leave you here?"
She whimpers, "No, please. You can't."
I make the braces on her legs and she cries out in pain as I set the bones. I lift her into my arms, luckily the cave is nearby.
"Thank you," she whispers as she looks up at me and I begin to fly us to the cave.
"Look. I didn't mean for you to get hurt. I would have helped you if you just allowed me to." I explain.
"Oh! So it's my fault! If I didn't need you!" Her face curls into a snarl.
"Is that a threat?" I take her by the shirt so she dangles over the ground.
"I think I will shut up now." And she actually keeps her word.
We reach the cave. I set her down so she can lie down. The silence is unbearable, which is strange for me. I like quiet, so why does it bother me so much? The only thing I hear is the chatter of her teeth.
"Are you cold?" I ask as I take up my meditative position. She must be, wearing those strips of cloth that she considers clothing.
She doesn't respond so she can freeze for all I care. I hope she dies.
#You know you don't think that.#
I argue with Nail in my mind, 'Shut the fuck up! You've been here in me a couple of fucking days and you think you know me!'
#Well I know that you aren't like other Nameks… and we are now one. I think I am more in touch with your emotions, then you are.#
'Yeah right.'
I notice Krystana has fallen asleep.
#You're a fool, Piccolo. She is perfect for you and you are so blind you can't even see it.#
'Just what the hell are you implying, Nail?'
#You are developing an interest for that girl.#
'You are insane! I can't stand her! I hate her!'
Nail remains silent with the chattering purple girl. The shivering and the constant chatter of her teeth drives me insane. It annoys me so much I can no longer meditate. I take off my cloak and wrap it around her cool body. She wakes while I wrap her.
"You don't have to be silent, all the time. Just don't piss me off." I tell her.
"Thank you, Pickles." She looks up at me.
For the first time in my life, I feel guilty. I allow the nickname to slide, just this once.
****That's the end of Episode Three. Let me know what you think. Give me some reviews.****