Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Lesser of Two Evils ❯ Vengeful ( Chapter 2 )
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By: pixelgoddess 
Piccolo follows Radditz to Kame's Island, where he offers to *help* Goku.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Shounen / Horror / Hentai | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.29.2006 | Updated On: 01.29.2006 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.9K | Visits: 770 | Status: Work In Progress
Piccolo follows Radditz to Kame's Island, where he offers to *help* Goku.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Shounen / Horror / Hentai | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.29.2006 | Updated On: 01.29.2006 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.9K | Visits: 770 | Status: Work In Progress
Lesser of Two Evils
By Pixelgoddess
Pairings – Radditz/Piccolo to start
Warning – Sex, smut, violence. You know – the usual.
BDSM, Torture. Cannibalism? Possible squick. Character death – but you might like it. Yaoi – as in M/M, with hints of non-con.
Disclaimer – Don't own them, don't make money off this, don't get any payment but reviews. Pay Me!
Summary – The first person Radditz meets on Earth is Demon Lord Piccolo, resulting in a frenzy of violent sex and violent death as the pair submits to their darkest passions.
Chapter 2 - Vengeful
I follow him, arriving as Radditz uses his tail to throw the bald runt through the wall. I smirk and catch the Saiyan’s eye – he is the only one who knows I’m here. Son Goku is even more shocked by his strength than I was. I know he can read ki, so this has to be a disturbing experience for him. Good.
I was right – Son Goku is the ‘Kakarott’ Radditz is looking for. The big animal is upset at the lack of recognition. His tail tip is flicking with what I interpret as agitation. What – did he expect some heart-warming family reunion? He’s practically roaring with a mix of anger and frustration.
“What’s happened to you? Kakarott! Tell me, did you ever suffer a serious injury to the head when you were young?”
I practically snort with laughter – Son Goku – brain-damaged idiot. He might be able to fight, but he is still a fool. He and his weak friends demand to know who Radditz is and why he is here. I can tell Radditz loves to the sound of his own voice, because he actually wastes time telling them what they want to know.
“Well, I wasn’t expecting I’d have to give a history lesson when I came here today. But all right, I’ll tell you everything. After all, you are going to be working for me from now on and I do like my subordinates to be well informed,” Radditz says, his arrogance practically seeping from his skin.
I smirk as I drift back, concealing myself, but still close enough to see and hear them. Radditz may not see me as a threat – yet – but if I learn more about him and his mission, I might find a weakness.
The monk pulls himself from the rubble of wall he went through, unfortunately still alive. He warns Son to be careful because Radditz isn’t normal. I shake my head. What a moron. That was more than obvious from his ki.
“Believe me, I know…” Goku says. “I could sense that from the minute he landed. Even now, standing here talking to him like this, something about him turns my stomach.”
I laugh to myself – that’s exactly how I feel about him.
“Such harsh words,” Radditz chuckles, “You’re more like me than you realize. You were born on the planet Vegeta. You are a space fighter, a Saiyan warrior, just like me. Allow me to introduce myself. I’m Radditz, your big brother.”
I swear the arrogant bastard waited to make that announcement, because as he finished a cloud passes overhead, throwing them in shadow. The only thing missing is lightning striking the ground at their feet. Their reactions are great – shock and horror as they demand to know why they should believe him and why Goku is on Earth.
I’m starting to get addicted to Radditz’ chuckles. He gets so much menace and evil into such a deceptively simple sound. “We sent him here. Kakarott was given specific orders to clear this world of its current inhabitants, a mission that he has failed miserably. Saiyans work with planet brokers. They scour space for worlds that will bring a high price on the galactic market. Once they find them, we send our warriors there to purge them of any life and make them ready for sale. It’s a very, very profitable business. We take great pride at being efficient in our work. For example, if we are assigned a planet with strong inhabitants, we send a team of our adult fighters to wipe them out. But for planets full of weaklings like this, one of our babies is generally sufficient to carry out the order.”
Fabulous - a slap in the face of that ridiculous Son Goku and his friends. I grin.
“Kakarott, you’re a disgrace! You could have easily wiped out every living thing on this planet by yourself. If you hadn’t forgotten your orders, it would only have taken you a year or two at most. Especially considering this planet has a nice, big moon.”
I raise my eye ridges – there is the mention of the moon again. I wonder why. As I continue to listen, I realize there is some link between Saiyan tails and the moon. Even more interesting is Radditz’ reaction as he realizes Son’s tail is gone.
“Do you have any idea what you’ve done? Your true power is gone now! Without your tail, you’ve lost your ability to transform at the full moon! Now I see how you can be on good terms with these weaklings.”
Goku is as stubborn as I anticipated. I did try to warn Radditz, but he didn’t listen. “This is my home! These are my friends! It doesn’t matter what you say I am! You don’t act like any brother I’d want to have. My name is Goku and I live here! Now leave us alone!”
Radditz begins walking around and I am suddenly reminded of a hunter stalking prey. I’m getting better at interpreting his tail’s movements, and from the way it is snapping I can tell he is angry.
“So baby brother wants to be left alone,” he growls. “Well it’s a pity that’s not going to happen. No, at this point I’m afraid you’re far too valuable to us for that. You see, our home planet Vegeta met with an unfortunate accident when a huge comet slammed into its surface. The planet was vaporized and the Saiyan race destroyed. There’s not too many of us left now, brother. In fact… As far as we can tell there are only four including you.”
That’s interesting – and tells me a lot of his arrogant behavior is an act. It also lets me know there isn’t much chance of reinforcements arriving to help him once I turn the tables on the animal.
“We were the only Saiyans away from home when the planet exploded. Like you, we had been sent to perform a few hostile takeovers. Now there’s another world we’ve been sent to conquer; it should bring in a very high price. But unfortunately, the job’s a little too big for only three of us to handle in the time allotted. Then I remembered you, Kakarott. You’re not as powerful as I might have hoped, but still, with your help we should manage nicely.”
I nod to myself. There’s a possibility. I might be able to buy myself time by letting him think I want to join him. After all, Son Goku and I are similar in strength – and there is no way the big clown will cooperate with his older brother. I smirk when Radditz invades Goku’s personal space, towering over him, making him retreat. I really admire some things about this animal.
“Well now, what do you think?” Radditz asks. “Are you excited? You should be. I’ve come to take you back into the fold.”
Goku tries to reestablish his stance, but I’ve seen him waver – and so has Radditz. Son Goku has lost a battle he didn’t even know he was fighting until it was too late. “I’ve heard enough! I’d die before I’d join a gang of pirates like you!”
Die then, I hiss under my breath. I’d prefer for Son Goku to die at my hands, but being killed by his brother would be almost as good – as long as I got to watch.
Radditz’ attention is suddenly drawn to a little brat cowering behind the woman. I take a closer look at the little creature – and scowl when I see a tail. Another one of these animals? Do they do nothing but breed? Son Goku seems protective of the creature, but when he says the thing’s name, I nearly scream in rage. Gohan?! He named the brat Gohan! Rice! He knows how I feel about that word – he must. After all, my sire was trapped for ages in a rice cooker. This is just another way to rub in his victory. I swear yet again – Son Goku will die.
“I see the fire in your eyes brother. You should come with us! It’s in your blood. You love to fight.” Radditz steps forward and I am sure he is going to attack. I wonder for a moment if he is planning to fuck Son Goku as well. Part of me hopes he does, just so I can hear the fool screaming in helpless agony. Another part hopes he does not – there is something strangely influential about Goku and I don’t want him to have the opportunity to use his talent on Radditz. I was right - Radditz moves so quickly Goku can’t see him or block him, kneeing him in the gut. All it takes is one blow from the huge Saiyan to leave Goku gasping for breath, made helpless by crippling pain.
Radditz scoops up Son Goku’s little animal, somehow able to ignore the piercingly painful cries. I wish he would kill the thing now, but apparently, that isn’t his plan. He intends to use the sobbing thing as blackmail to keep him away. He’s misinterpreted Goku’s motives again – the brat has become bait to draw the fool in.
“Like I said, I’m taking your son. If you ever want to see him alive again, I suggest you listen closely. I’ll give you one day to think about my offer. Let’s be realistic, though; I’m really not giving you a choice. So, when you finally accept who you are and decide to join us… and you will… there’s something I want you to do. Prove to me you mean it. You can start by eliminating one hundred of these pathetic earthlings. Just stack them here on the beach when you’re done. I’ll be back tomorrow for a head count. So what do you say, Kakarott? I do hope you’ll come through for me on this one. After all, he’s my nephew. It would be a shame if I had to hurt him.”
“This won’t do you any good!” Roshi insists. He’s another one I look forward to destroying when I rule this planet. “Goku isn’t capable of killing anyone.” I almost laugh – he isn’t capable of killing anyone – except for members of the Red Ribbon Army, and my sire, and probably quite a few more…but I guess he’s conveniently forgotten about them.
“Quiet, old man! Kakarott is a Saiyan. I think you’ll be very surprised at what he’s capable of doing! Of course, it makes little difference either way. Every living thing on this planet will be eliminated soon. After we’ve finished our current job, I’ve decided the Earth will be our next target. Even without Kakarott, three Saiyans should be more than enough for the job. We could conquer this puny planet in our sleep. So you see, brother, whether you kill one hundred earthlings now or not, in the end the result is the same.”
Some hero. Son Goku is a helpless, pain-filled animal right now. He dares to reach out and grab his brother’s ankle, begging for mercy for his son. “Leave Gohan out of this.”
“I wish I could, Kakarott. But you understand. I need to give you a little extra incentive to do as I’ve asked.”
“Please. Let him go.”
Radditz kicks his hand away, much to my amusement. “Just look at how pathetic you are. Please brother, show some pride. You have until tomorrow. Try to enjoy it.”
Radditz flies straight up, the crying brat tucked under his arm. I watch him go, grinning as his tail flutters behind him like a flag. This scene is a moment I will treasure. Son Goku made helpless with one blow. I consider taking advantage of his weakness and kill him right now, but I suspect that would only anger Radditz. He still seems to believe Goku will change his mind. I have a better game to play now – one that will get the big animal to trust me. And if I handle it right, it will get rid of Son Goku permanently.
My attention is drawn back to the weaklings surrounding Son Goku. They are trying to talk him out of going after Radditz since the big animal is so much stronger than any of them.
I shake my head as they continue babbling. From the sounds of it, they are discussing going on a suicide mission to rescue the brat. My dragonballs – my birthright – aren’t going to be any use to them this time.
“Well, I say we go right now and attack him head on! That’s the one thing he’d never expect. It might give us an edge, and we need everything we can get.” Goku seems very willing to risk the lives of his friends.
“But how are we going to find him?” Yes Goku, I wonder, how are you planning to find him? While I can sense Radditz, I’m not sure where he is right now. Maybe Radditz’ scouter can pinpoint the exact location of someone’s ki, but at this distance it would take some time using just ordinary senses.
“I don’t know! I haven’t figured that part out yet.”
“Wait! I know! Gohan had a dragonball on his hat, didn’t he? So we can use the Dragon radar!” The woman suddenly pulls a device from her bag and presses some buttons. “Look! You see? That’s them there! Man, that’s fast!”
I’m surprised to see the device. I know the creatures that rescued my sire had a large device to locate the dragonballs, but he destroyed it soon after getting his wish and destroying the dragon. I should have known they had designed a portable method – this group seems to treat them as their own private property. I want that device. I want those dragonballs.
They are about to use it to track down Radditz and I see my chance. I quickly rise overhead, staring down at the weaklings. “You’ll never succeed. You’re too weak!” The horror on their faces is intoxicating. They haven’t forgotten; years later, they are still afraid of me.
I land, ignoring their protests. I’m going to deliver this fool to Radditz – a gift. I promised him a fight, and he will get one – if we get lucky, the big animal’s death will be a bonus. “The only chance we have of winning is if I go with you. I know we’re enemies, but hear me out! You’ve seen how powerful he is. Which means, you know as well as I do, neither of us have the strength to stand up to him alone. We’d be dead before the fight started. However…If we team up, there is a slight possibility we can overpower him. It’s the only way. Agreed?”
Goku is wary – rightly so. I’m sure he realizes I will kill him at the first possible opportunity. “I don’t know. Why should I trust you? How do I know you won’t turn on me?”
I almost laugh. “The truth is, you don’t. I won’t lie to you. My reasons for doing this are purely selfish. I could care less what happens to your son.” I frown. There’s no point in lying since the truth will accomplish my goal with less effort. “But I won’t let this creature take over the earth. I plan to do that myself! If we team up, as much as the idea sickens me, I’m willing to put our differences aside. But as far as I’m concerned, this truce is only temporary. The next time we meet, it will be as enemies, same as always.”
“And when that time comes, I promise I’ll do everything in my power to stop you from taking over the world.” Goku actually believes he will be alive to stop me. “But until then… It looks like we’re a team. You’ve got a deal.”
Son Goku retrieves the radar from the woman before jumping on some absurd cloud. I watch closely as he takes a reading; I need to know how to work the device. “Hey Piccolo! Think you’ll be able to keep up with the Flying Nimbus?”
I growl, barely resisting the urge to punch him to the ground. How dare he insult me like that? “I’ll be embarrassed if you can keep up with me on that silly little toy.”
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We soon arrive, that device taking us directly to Radditz. He apparently hadn’t bothered to remove the brat’s ridiculous hat – the dragonball on it served as a beacon. I’m slightly behind Son Goku, using my position to catch Radditz’ eye, cocking my head to signal my delivery of his brother. The animal seems amused at Son Goku’s ‘dramatic’ landing, flicking his tail at me – all I can do is smirk and shake my head.
Radditz nonchalantly continues to eat the fruit he is holding, totally unconcerned about his brother’s arrival. “Well, well, well. Look who’s decided to drop in. It’s little brother. Oh, and he’s brought the green man with him. I was wondering who that second insignificant blip on my scouter might be.”
I scowl at the bastard; someday I will make him pay for that remark. His attitude makes it easier to slip into my role.
“I confess, I didn’t expect it to be you. What a pleasant surprise. I have to hand it to you, brother. I didn’t think I’d see you until tomorrow. You’re a little more resourceful than I thought. And more foolish.”
I grin. He has no idea how foolish his brother really is.
“Have it your way, Kakarott. I didn’t come here to kill you. But it seems you leave me no choice. It’s too bad little brother! I do think you would’ve found the life of a Saiyan to be quite invigorating!”
I resist the urge to cheer Radditz on. It seems Goku has developed yet another enemy – and this time he has found one so overwhelmingly strong fighting is almost useless. I wonder if Radditz is going to kill his brother right away, but then the animal catches my eye, reminding me of my promise. A fight. I promised the animal a fight.
Goku seems surprised when I removed my turban and cape.
“Alright! I’ve heard enough talk! You know why we’re here! So let’s get on with it.” Radditz doesn’t react when I challenge him – as far as he is concerned, no one can touch him.
“Huh? Piccolo! I had no idea you trained with weighted clothing too,” Goku says.
“What? Thought you were the only one?”
Radditz chuckles, “Oh my – all the way up to 400.”
Goku begins to undress, removing his shirt, boots, and wristbands, announcing their weight. “There’s thirty pounds, and here’s fifty, and another fifty! …and two little fivers. That ought to do it Piccolo, unless you can think of something else.”
Moron. “What am I, your tailor?”
I hear the scouter chirp as Radditz checks Goku’s reading. He seems bored, but throws fruit he has been eating aside. He frowns, annoyed. “Do you two really think that’s going to make a difference? Fools! Who do you think I am? A few weights aren’t going to affect the outcome of this fight. I’m still ten times stronger than you are!”
“That may be true!” Goku says, “But strength isn’t the only thing that matters. Not when you can outsmart your opponent.” It’s all I can do not to laugh. Goku? Outsmart? In the same sentence?
“You really don’t have a clue, do you brother? You know what? I think I’ve decided I don’t want you to join us anymore. A fool like you would only slow us down.” I can feel Goku tensing beside me as Radditz begins to build up ki in his hand. “Prepare to die!”
TBC
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By Pixelgoddess
Pairings – Radditz/Piccolo to start
Warning – Sex, smut, violence. You know – the usual.
BDSM, Torture. Cannibalism? Possible squick. Character death – but you might like it. Yaoi – as in M/M, with hints of non-con.
Disclaimer – Don't own them, don't make money off this, don't get any payment but reviews. Pay Me!
Summary – The first person Radditz meets on Earth is Demon Lord Piccolo, resulting in a frenzy of violent sex and violent death as the pair submits to their darkest passions.
Chapter 2 - Vengeful
I follow him, arriving as Radditz uses his tail to throw the bald runt through the wall. I smirk and catch the Saiyan’s eye – he is the only one who knows I’m here. Son Goku is even more shocked by his strength than I was. I know he can read ki, so this has to be a disturbing experience for him. Good.
I was right – Son Goku is the ‘Kakarott’ Radditz is looking for. The big animal is upset at the lack of recognition. His tail tip is flicking with what I interpret as agitation. What – did he expect some heart-warming family reunion? He’s practically roaring with a mix of anger and frustration.
“What’s happened to you? Kakarott! Tell me, did you ever suffer a serious injury to the head when you were young?”
I practically snort with laughter – Son Goku – brain-damaged idiot. He might be able to fight, but he is still a fool. He and his weak friends demand to know who Radditz is and why he is here. I can tell Radditz loves to the sound of his own voice, because he actually wastes time telling them what they want to know.
“Well, I wasn’t expecting I’d have to give a history lesson when I came here today. But all right, I’ll tell you everything. After all, you are going to be working for me from now on and I do like my subordinates to be well informed,” Radditz says, his arrogance practically seeping from his skin.
I smirk as I drift back, concealing myself, but still close enough to see and hear them. Radditz may not see me as a threat – yet – but if I learn more about him and his mission, I might find a weakness.
The monk pulls himself from the rubble of wall he went through, unfortunately still alive. He warns Son to be careful because Radditz isn’t normal. I shake my head. What a moron. That was more than obvious from his ki.
“Believe me, I know…” Goku says. “I could sense that from the minute he landed. Even now, standing here talking to him like this, something about him turns my stomach.”
I laugh to myself – that’s exactly how I feel about him.
“Such harsh words,” Radditz chuckles, “You’re more like me than you realize. You were born on the planet Vegeta. You are a space fighter, a Saiyan warrior, just like me. Allow me to introduce myself. I’m Radditz, your big brother.”
I swear the arrogant bastard waited to make that announcement, because as he finished a cloud passes overhead, throwing them in shadow. The only thing missing is lightning striking the ground at their feet. Their reactions are great – shock and horror as they demand to know why they should believe him and why Goku is on Earth.
I’m starting to get addicted to Radditz’ chuckles. He gets so much menace and evil into such a deceptively simple sound. “We sent him here. Kakarott was given specific orders to clear this world of its current inhabitants, a mission that he has failed miserably. Saiyans work with planet brokers. They scour space for worlds that will bring a high price on the galactic market. Once they find them, we send our warriors there to purge them of any life and make them ready for sale. It’s a very, very profitable business. We take great pride at being efficient in our work. For example, if we are assigned a planet with strong inhabitants, we send a team of our adult fighters to wipe them out. But for planets full of weaklings like this, one of our babies is generally sufficient to carry out the order.”
Fabulous - a slap in the face of that ridiculous Son Goku and his friends. I grin.
“Kakarott, you’re a disgrace! You could have easily wiped out every living thing on this planet by yourself. If you hadn’t forgotten your orders, it would only have taken you a year or two at most. Especially considering this planet has a nice, big moon.”
I raise my eye ridges – there is the mention of the moon again. I wonder why. As I continue to listen, I realize there is some link between Saiyan tails and the moon. Even more interesting is Radditz’ reaction as he realizes Son’s tail is gone.
“Do you have any idea what you’ve done? Your true power is gone now! Without your tail, you’ve lost your ability to transform at the full moon! Now I see how you can be on good terms with these weaklings.”
Goku is as stubborn as I anticipated. I did try to warn Radditz, but he didn’t listen. “This is my home! These are my friends! It doesn’t matter what you say I am! You don’t act like any brother I’d want to have. My name is Goku and I live here! Now leave us alone!”
Radditz begins walking around and I am suddenly reminded of a hunter stalking prey. I’m getting better at interpreting his tail’s movements, and from the way it is snapping I can tell he is angry.
“So baby brother wants to be left alone,” he growls. “Well it’s a pity that’s not going to happen. No, at this point I’m afraid you’re far too valuable to us for that. You see, our home planet Vegeta met with an unfortunate accident when a huge comet slammed into its surface. The planet was vaporized and the Saiyan race destroyed. There’s not too many of us left now, brother. In fact… As far as we can tell there are only four including you.”
That’s interesting – and tells me a lot of his arrogant behavior is an act. It also lets me know there isn’t much chance of reinforcements arriving to help him once I turn the tables on the animal.
“We were the only Saiyans away from home when the planet exploded. Like you, we had been sent to perform a few hostile takeovers. Now there’s another world we’ve been sent to conquer; it should bring in a very high price. But unfortunately, the job’s a little too big for only three of us to handle in the time allotted. Then I remembered you, Kakarott. You’re not as powerful as I might have hoped, but still, with your help we should manage nicely.”
I nod to myself. There’s a possibility. I might be able to buy myself time by letting him think I want to join him. After all, Son Goku and I are similar in strength – and there is no way the big clown will cooperate with his older brother. I smirk when Radditz invades Goku’s personal space, towering over him, making him retreat. I really admire some things about this animal.
“Well now, what do you think?” Radditz asks. “Are you excited? You should be. I’ve come to take you back into the fold.”
Goku tries to reestablish his stance, but I’ve seen him waver – and so has Radditz. Son Goku has lost a battle he didn’t even know he was fighting until it was too late. “I’ve heard enough! I’d die before I’d join a gang of pirates like you!”
Die then, I hiss under my breath. I’d prefer for Son Goku to die at my hands, but being killed by his brother would be almost as good – as long as I got to watch.
Radditz’ attention is suddenly drawn to a little brat cowering behind the woman. I take a closer look at the little creature – and scowl when I see a tail. Another one of these animals? Do they do nothing but breed? Son Goku seems protective of the creature, but when he says the thing’s name, I nearly scream in rage. Gohan?! He named the brat Gohan! Rice! He knows how I feel about that word – he must. After all, my sire was trapped for ages in a rice cooker. This is just another way to rub in his victory. I swear yet again – Son Goku will die.
“I see the fire in your eyes brother. You should come with us! It’s in your blood. You love to fight.” Radditz steps forward and I am sure he is going to attack. I wonder for a moment if he is planning to fuck Son Goku as well. Part of me hopes he does, just so I can hear the fool screaming in helpless agony. Another part hopes he does not – there is something strangely influential about Goku and I don’t want him to have the opportunity to use his talent on Radditz. I was right - Radditz moves so quickly Goku can’t see him or block him, kneeing him in the gut. All it takes is one blow from the huge Saiyan to leave Goku gasping for breath, made helpless by crippling pain.
Radditz scoops up Son Goku’s little animal, somehow able to ignore the piercingly painful cries. I wish he would kill the thing now, but apparently, that isn’t his plan. He intends to use the sobbing thing as blackmail to keep him away. He’s misinterpreted Goku’s motives again – the brat has become bait to draw the fool in.
“Like I said, I’m taking your son. If you ever want to see him alive again, I suggest you listen closely. I’ll give you one day to think about my offer. Let’s be realistic, though; I’m really not giving you a choice. So, when you finally accept who you are and decide to join us… and you will… there’s something I want you to do. Prove to me you mean it. You can start by eliminating one hundred of these pathetic earthlings. Just stack them here on the beach when you’re done. I’ll be back tomorrow for a head count. So what do you say, Kakarott? I do hope you’ll come through for me on this one. After all, he’s my nephew. It would be a shame if I had to hurt him.”
“This won’t do you any good!” Roshi insists. He’s another one I look forward to destroying when I rule this planet. “Goku isn’t capable of killing anyone.” I almost laugh – he isn’t capable of killing anyone – except for members of the Red Ribbon Army, and my sire, and probably quite a few more…but I guess he’s conveniently forgotten about them.
“Quiet, old man! Kakarott is a Saiyan. I think you’ll be very surprised at what he’s capable of doing! Of course, it makes little difference either way. Every living thing on this planet will be eliminated soon. After we’ve finished our current job, I’ve decided the Earth will be our next target. Even without Kakarott, three Saiyans should be more than enough for the job. We could conquer this puny planet in our sleep. So you see, brother, whether you kill one hundred earthlings now or not, in the end the result is the same.”
Some hero. Son Goku is a helpless, pain-filled animal right now. He dares to reach out and grab his brother’s ankle, begging for mercy for his son. “Leave Gohan out of this.”
“I wish I could, Kakarott. But you understand. I need to give you a little extra incentive to do as I’ve asked.”
“Please. Let him go.”
Radditz kicks his hand away, much to my amusement. “Just look at how pathetic you are. Please brother, show some pride. You have until tomorrow. Try to enjoy it.”
Radditz flies straight up, the crying brat tucked under his arm. I watch him go, grinning as his tail flutters behind him like a flag. This scene is a moment I will treasure. Son Goku made helpless with one blow. I consider taking advantage of his weakness and kill him right now, but I suspect that would only anger Radditz. He still seems to believe Goku will change his mind. I have a better game to play now – one that will get the big animal to trust me. And if I handle it right, it will get rid of Son Goku permanently.
My attention is drawn back to the weaklings surrounding Son Goku. They are trying to talk him out of going after Radditz since the big animal is so much stronger than any of them.
I shake my head as they continue babbling. From the sounds of it, they are discussing going on a suicide mission to rescue the brat. My dragonballs – my birthright – aren’t going to be any use to them this time.
“Well, I say we go right now and attack him head on! That’s the one thing he’d never expect. It might give us an edge, and we need everything we can get.” Goku seems very willing to risk the lives of his friends.
“But how are we going to find him?” Yes Goku, I wonder, how are you planning to find him? While I can sense Radditz, I’m not sure where he is right now. Maybe Radditz’ scouter can pinpoint the exact location of someone’s ki, but at this distance it would take some time using just ordinary senses.
“I don’t know! I haven’t figured that part out yet.”
“Wait! I know! Gohan had a dragonball on his hat, didn’t he? So we can use the Dragon radar!” The woman suddenly pulls a device from her bag and presses some buttons. “Look! You see? That’s them there! Man, that’s fast!”
I’m surprised to see the device. I know the creatures that rescued my sire had a large device to locate the dragonballs, but he destroyed it soon after getting his wish and destroying the dragon. I should have known they had designed a portable method – this group seems to treat them as their own private property. I want that device. I want those dragonballs.
They are about to use it to track down Radditz and I see my chance. I quickly rise overhead, staring down at the weaklings. “You’ll never succeed. You’re too weak!” The horror on their faces is intoxicating. They haven’t forgotten; years later, they are still afraid of me.
I land, ignoring their protests. I’m going to deliver this fool to Radditz – a gift. I promised him a fight, and he will get one – if we get lucky, the big animal’s death will be a bonus. “The only chance we have of winning is if I go with you. I know we’re enemies, but hear me out! You’ve seen how powerful he is. Which means, you know as well as I do, neither of us have the strength to stand up to him alone. We’d be dead before the fight started. However…If we team up, there is a slight possibility we can overpower him. It’s the only way. Agreed?”
Goku is wary – rightly so. I’m sure he realizes I will kill him at the first possible opportunity. “I don’t know. Why should I trust you? How do I know you won’t turn on me?”
I almost laugh. “The truth is, you don’t. I won’t lie to you. My reasons for doing this are purely selfish. I could care less what happens to your son.” I frown. There’s no point in lying since the truth will accomplish my goal with less effort. “But I won’t let this creature take over the earth. I plan to do that myself! If we team up, as much as the idea sickens me, I’m willing to put our differences aside. But as far as I’m concerned, this truce is only temporary. The next time we meet, it will be as enemies, same as always.”
“And when that time comes, I promise I’ll do everything in my power to stop you from taking over the world.” Goku actually believes he will be alive to stop me. “But until then… It looks like we’re a team. You’ve got a deal.”
Son Goku retrieves the radar from the woman before jumping on some absurd cloud. I watch closely as he takes a reading; I need to know how to work the device. “Hey Piccolo! Think you’ll be able to keep up with the Flying Nimbus?”
I growl, barely resisting the urge to punch him to the ground. How dare he insult me like that? “I’ll be embarrassed if you can keep up with me on that silly little toy.”
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We soon arrive, that device taking us directly to Radditz. He apparently hadn’t bothered to remove the brat’s ridiculous hat – the dragonball on it served as a beacon. I’m slightly behind Son Goku, using my position to catch Radditz’ eye, cocking my head to signal my delivery of his brother. The animal seems amused at Son Goku’s ‘dramatic’ landing, flicking his tail at me – all I can do is smirk and shake my head.
Radditz nonchalantly continues to eat the fruit he is holding, totally unconcerned about his brother’s arrival. “Well, well, well. Look who’s decided to drop in. It’s little brother. Oh, and he’s brought the green man with him. I was wondering who that second insignificant blip on my scouter might be.”
I scowl at the bastard; someday I will make him pay for that remark. His attitude makes it easier to slip into my role.
“I confess, I didn’t expect it to be you. What a pleasant surprise. I have to hand it to you, brother. I didn’t think I’d see you until tomorrow. You’re a little more resourceful than I thought. And more foolish.”
I grin. He has no idea how foolish his brother really is.
“Have it your way, Kakarott. I didn’t come here to kill you. But it seems you leave me no choice. It’s too bad little brother! I do think you would’ve found the life of a Saiyan to be quite invigorating!”
I resist the urge to cheer Radditz on. It seems Goku has developed yet another enemy – and this time he has found one so overwhelmingly strong fighting is almost useless. I wonder if Radditz is going to kill his brother right away, but then the animal catches my eye, reminding me of my promise. A fight. I promised the animal a fight.
Goku seems surprised when I removed my turban and cape.
“Alright! I’ve heard enough talk! You know why we’re here! So let’s get on with it.” Radditz doesn’t react when I challenge him – as far as he is concerned, no one can touch him.
“Huh? Piccolo! I had no idea you trained with weighted clothing too,” Goku says.
“What? Thought you were the only one?”
Radditz chuckles, “Oh my – all the way up to 400.”
Goku begins to undress, removing his shirt, boots, and wristbands, announcing their weight. “There’s thirty pounds, and here’s fifty, and another fifty! …and two little fivers. That ought to do it Piccolo, unless you can think of something else.”
Moron. “What am I, your tailor?”
I hear the scouter chirp as Radditz checks Goku’s reading. He seems bored, but throws fruit he has been eating aside. He frowns, annoyed. “Do you two really think that’s going to make a difference? Fools! Who do you think I am? A few weights aren’t going to affect the outcome of this fight. I’m still ten times stronger than you are!”
“That may be true!” Goku says, “But strength isn’t the only thing that matters. Not when you can outsmart your opponent.” It’s all I can do not to laugh. Goku? Outsmart? In the same sentence?
“You really don’t have a clue, do you brother? You know what? I think I’ve decided I don’t want you to join us anymore. A fool like you would only slow us down.” I can feel Goku tensing beside me as Radditz begins to build up ki in his hand. “Prepare to die!”
TBC
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< br> Macha - Gotta love a power-hungry evil Namek. Throw in a destructive evil Saiyan and you have a match made in Otherworld. *g*
Dania - Glad you like it - I have 9 chapters written so far, so you should continue to be pleased. I'd love to see fanart - especially if I can post it on my website.
~anz~ - Three times...so far. I always thought Piccolo's transformation to good was unbelievable.
Makota - Wheeeee - faved! I know how much you enjoy evil - it is satisfying, isn't it?
ilex9 - It took me a couple of tries to get this story started, and choosing a tense was tough. It got alot easier once I started hearing Piccolo muttering at me. Yes - this will be disturbing at points.
bdegrees - Hmmm...scared for Goku...yeah, that would probably be a good idea. :D
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AyAnA iSh Me - This may not be the usual pairing, but there's nothing wrong with branching out, is there?