《'Daikon' Ball》Chapter 8 - He didn't see that coming
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“Your training has produced great results Alea, you’ve created a style most suited to your frame. You have even helped me grow in these years. I’m glad I agreed to train you.” Nail speaks to me as he pants, tired from our latest fight. His clothes are tattered and he has numerous wounds over his body, but still has a grin on his face.
As for myself I’m doing a bit better I’m not bleeding or anything but I do have numerous bruises and clothes are revealing a bit too much skin, but I don’t feel self conscious about it Namekians don’t have those sorts of desires. I also enjoy showing off a little, I’m quite proud of my body; it’s damn beautiful and a great deal of fun to touch.
“Indeed this has been time well spent. Thank you Nail it has been an honour training under you.” I bow to him.
“I’d love to celebrate with you and the others, throw a barbeque the whole shebang.” I grin passing him a Senzu Bean whilst eating one myself.
“Indeed it would be great to celebrate with you, though we Namekians don’t eat.” He says almost apologetically.
“Ahh that’s a great shame, you’re really missing out on a great pleasure. Hahaha!” In the last few years I’ve grown closer to Nail. At first he was quite distant and wary of me, he took our fights quite seriously. I’m pretty sure he was actually trying to inflict serious injuries on me, though that was only beneficial for me.
After a month or so he softened up on me he still kept fighting me with his full force, knowing I could take it, but after our fights he would talk to me about where I need to improve.
By the third month he would go fishing with me, he wouldn’t keep any of his though. Those were enjoyable times not much was said between us, there was a silent understanding between us our fists spoke for us. I’ve also tried teasing him with my womanly charms but have had no luck so far, all he does is treats me like a child and brushes my attempts, he feels like a brother to me now.
He even gave me some traditional Namekian garbs, altered for my tail and chest. I’ve got the brown shoes, baggy white trousers, a red sash, white twist top blouse, a red cowl and a sleeveless red coat that reaches my knees. I quite enjoy swish my coat around like a cape.
“Hm now that I think about it we really should begin preparing for Freeza's attack otherwise everyone will die. Do you think we should gather the Dragon Balls and wish everyone to Earth, to wait out the attack?” I ask as we fly back towards Guru’s Plateau.
“That would be a good idea, with the Dragon Clan out of the way we warriors can fight off Freeza’s army and save the planet. While you and the ones from Earth fight Freeza and his elites.” We touch down and walk into Guru’s home.
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“Greetings Elder Guru.”“Greetings Guru.” We say at once.
“Guru are you able to locate the Dragon Balls?” I ask getting straight to the point.
“Yes I am able to do so, I have already had my children recollect the Dragon Balls in preparation for this. Nail please go and gather the Dragon Balls I have something I must discuss with Alea.”
“Yes Elder Guru.” Nail leaves and I step closer to Guru with an inkling as to what he wants to talk about.
“As you know Alea I have the ability to unlock a person’s hidden potential. I initially held off on doing so as I was still a little apprehensive of you and felt it would impede your growth. But in the last six years you have more than proven yourself to worthy of our trust.”
He then gestured me forward and put his hand upon my head once more instead of feeling a pull upon my mind, this time I feel small stream of power appear from deep within me slowly growing larger until it turns into river. It reminds me greatly of the times when I would recover from my wounds. Steadying my breath I stand up and bow to Guru.
“Thank you Elder Guru for this Honour.”
“You’re welcome, I wish you the best of luck in your upcoming fight.” With that last line he drifts off to sleep. Being as old as he is he doesn’t have much time left and is saving his energy so he doesn’t die to early.
I go outside and wait for Nail to return.
“Alright Alea I’ve gathered the Dragon Balls. Let’s get this over with.” He says dejectedly rising over the edge of the plateau with the Dragon Balls floating around him. He then places them down and speaks the chant.
“Arise Mighty Porunga and grant my wishes!” He chants the words to summon Porunga. The sky darkens and a large light shoots out of the Dragon Balls turning into Porunga’s mighty form.
“You have collected all seven Dragon Balls, as it is proclaimed I shall grant you three wishes.” Porunga’s deep voice booms out over the surroundings.
“We have but one wish Mighty Porunga. Please move all of the non combatant Namekians to Earth, where they will be able to survive for the time they are there!” Nail states. A few moments pass and Porunga glows.
“Your wish is granted.” He bellows.
“Oh we should wish for a bunker that can hide our energy signatures, so that we can ambush Freeza and his men, it’ll also grant us time for the Earthlings to arrive.”
“We have another wish Mighty Porunga, please create a space worthy bunker, that can hold all of the warriors and hide their energy signature when they are inside it.”
Porunga looks down on us then glows, I could have sworn he was judging us just then. “Your wish has been granted.” He booms.
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“Oh oh oh oh I’ve got another one Nail I’ve got a wish to. I would like a bottomless flask of berry cider.” I ask clasping my hands before me, emphasising my chest and putting on my most charming smile.
“That would be a terrible misuse of the Dragon Balls.” He says looking at me like I’m something really dirty.
“Pleeeaaaassee~ I haven’t had a good drink in decades. It’s just one single wish and when was it made a rule that the wishes had to be noble, hm?” I flutter my lashes. Nail sighs and turns back to Porunga.
“She also wishes for a bottomless flask of berry cider.” He says as if they are dirty words. And like that a flask appears before me with its own case and strap.
“Woohoo! Thank you Nail, I knew you cared.” I give him a peck and start drinking.
“Thank you for granting our wishes Mighty Porunga.” Porunga dissipates and the Dragon Balls glow before they shoot off into space heading for Earth.
“You want some Nail?” I shake my flask at him.
“No Alea I don’t.” He says exacerbated.
“Well be a party pooper then. I’m going fishing till something happens, wanna join?”
“No Alea, I will prepare my brothers.”
“Alright then come find me if you need me. I’ll pick up on Freeza and his lot when he comes.”
“Yes yes, go enjoy yourself Alea. I’ll call if you’re needed.” He says flying off clearly amused.
I fly off giggling and take a swig. Ah this is true bliss, I’ve missed drinking cider. Namekians only need to drink water so they never bothered with making any juices or alcohol. Truly a sad race. I land by my ship, go to my little boat check my fishing rod is inside, get some bait from one of the nearby bushes and drag the boat to the water’s edge dropping it in.
Time passes and I indulge in my hobby of fishing, which has now been improved with my cider.
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My body is shaken by a sense of overwhelming power approaching the planet at high speed. Stirring myself from my rested state I begin rowing my boat, I would whistle but out of respect for Nail and I don’t want to annoy the other Namekians so I hum instead.
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???’s POV
“Where are they! Where are those green bastards and where are their damn Dragon Balls?!” I yell as I blow up another house. I then head to the next and kick in the door before I begin tearing apart the furniture and breaking open the walls.
Ever since I got to this planet I’ve felt that something is off, not just because of Freeza’s presence but from the lack of people. This planet is meant to be filled with green bastards, not a single one is around like they all packed up and left.
If I don’t find the Dragon Balls soon Freeza is going to find me and then I’ll have to fight him; but I’m not yet strong enough to fight the little bastard!
I head outside the house and blow it heading to the next. Though as I do I hear a gentle song upon the wind coming from the shore.
“Row row row your boat
Gently down the stream
Merrily merrily merrily merrily life is but a dream~.”
I run over and I see a boat coming ashore, inside is a young woman, wearing the clothes of the green man.
“Hey you! Where are the green men and the Dragon Balls?!” She ignores me bringing her boat to the shore and dragging it up.
“Hey don’t ignore bitch!” She then straightens and turns towards me, on her face is a big grin. There’s something off with her.
“Vegeta! I’m so happy it was you making all of this ruckus. I was worried that it may been Freeza and his lot, I still want to hold on meeting him and have some fun first. Drink?” She approaches me with confidence and offers me a flask.
“I said don’t ignore me!” I try to knock her flask but she moves it out of the way with ease, surprising me.
“Geez Geets no need to be so grumpy. You really got to calm down else you’ll have an aneurysm or something. What was it you wanted to know anyway?” she asks nonchalantly. She’s just pissing me off more and more.
“I said tell me where the green men are and where the Dragon Balls are.” I say through grit teeth. Her grin widens.
“Ohh~ them. I’ll tell you, but you have to beat me first. Hehe.”
“HOW DAR - WHAGH!!!” All of a sudden her fist is inside my chest, breaking through my armour with ease. I didn’t even see her move. She then pulls out her fist letting me drop to the ground. How could this happen I’m the Prince of all Saiyans GOD DAMNIT! Now I’ve been killed by this damn stranger.
“Oh Vegeta there’s no need to look so crestfallen, here if you eat this you’ll be just fine. Allright? Good luck ~.” she bends down and pats my head before putting a little green bean down a little aways from my head. Then she just skips off without a care.
I AM GOING TO KILL THAT BITCH IF IT’S THE LAST THING I DO! SHE’LL RUE THE DAY SHE LET ME LIVE!
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