So, after completely sifting through the FF section, I finally made up my mind to write my first FF. I have no practice at all and that is precisely why I want you to write precise opinions and criticisms, be they good or bad.


With this story I have decided to tie in with the FF sagas "Silver Saiyajins - the Amazon people" and "Seika, SSJ Princess" by Seika. Sin and shame on those who have not read these two masterpieces! ;)


In this separate storyline, I give an otherwise brutal character a new coat of paint. I hope the fans (I'm one myself) don't hold that against me ... Contrary to the films, the character is NOT dead here!


Have fun !






prolog




The deep space. Everything is peaceful. The planets run in their usual orbits and the stars shine in competition.


Doc one of those stars seems to be moving. He drifts slowly through the depths of the room.A bright green light emanates from it, and on those planets that it passes by, people wake up drenched in sweat or look up at the sky at night.


If someone were out in space at this time and encountered this flying star, he would surely notice the young man who is trapped in the star. His long, black hair shines a little yellow from time to time, but immediately returns to normal. His breathing is shallow and uneven, and his muscular body is trembling all over the place. He is badly wounded.


But even in his powerlessness, part of the young man's thinking always remains fixed on one point. The thought keeps him alive. The thought of revenge. And sometimes, very rarely only when he has the strength, he mumbles a name.


"... ... Kakarott ... ..."


It takes forever before he finally feels some warmth. His "star", a life support bubble made of pure energy, dips into the atmosphere of a peaceful, green planet and shortly afterwards hits a rugged rock massif.Then everything is calm. Only the wind whistles around the cliffs on New Namek at night.






Chapter 1: Memories




Piccolo woke up in the dead of night. There was no movement in his face, but inside he could have screamed. He knew something had happened. Something horrible. But he didn't know what.


He spent the rest of the night in deep meditation, but the silhouette of a man emerged in his subconscious. He was huge and muscled, and his hair stuck out from his head like spikes in all directions.


And then Piccolo heard a laugh. An ice cold, familiar laugh from earlier days ...






Chapter 2: Arrival on New Namek




Piccolo had been training in God's palace for 2 hours. He wanted to be prepared for what might soon be in store for him. He was fighting one of his doppelgangers and was about to land a devastating kick when it was suddenly blocked like nothing.A young woman with blond hair held Piccolo's fuf tightly in one hand and looked at him, laughing. "Well, Piccolo? You seem to need a little more training, or are you just not concentrating?"


Piccolo let out a sigh of relief. "I greet you, Princess Seika. What gives me the honor of your visit at such an early hour?" he asked with the tone of a servant and grinned at her. Then he hugged her and spoke in his normal tone: "I haven't seen you in ages. How are Trunks and the children?" "Trunks is in a meeting with new investors for the company. He has an awful lot on his mind . I delivered the two little ones to their grandpa Veggie without further ado, "she said with a smile on her lips. "He was visibly thrilled, as you can imagine."


Piccolo laughed. He tried to imagine the proud Prince Vegeta crawling with his grandchildren, but he just couldn't.


"But now say, Seika: what are you doing here?It must be something important when you go to this remote area. "


"It is important to me, at least. The night before last, the Senior Elder of the Namekians invited me in a dream to come to Neu-Namek to celebrate the inauguration of their first city" Urbania "with the residents. And he told me he would feel honored if you were there, as the strongest of your people.


What do you think of a trip home? "


Piccolo sank into thought. He hadn't seen the blue meadows and green lakes of Namek since Freezer's time.


"I accept with thanks, Your Highness," he said. But an inner voice advised him to be careful. Again and again he heard this ice-cold laugh in his fine ears, and slowly the silhouette became clear in his mind's eye. The result of his performance, however, was so terrible that he pushed the thought off and hoped he was wrong.


"When do you want to start?"

The answer came promptly. "Right now !" said Seika. "The ceremony should already have started. We have to hurry!" "All right, but let me take some magic beans with me first." , he thought.


Shortly afterwards, Seika hooked up with Piccolo and used the timestop teleport. A split second later, the two were standing in front of the Urbania gate. But when they entered there was no ceremony. Everything was quiet. A few flames blazed here and there in the ruins of the recently completed city. Beside the rubble lay a few lifeless bodies of Namek people. Every single one of them had the blank horor written on their faces. And both Piccolo and Seika felt the remnants of an aura that was frightening even hours after the attack.


Seika couldn't believe it. "Who does that ?! There are no space pirates who have such powers."


But Piccolo shook his head. He had been right, he was quite sure now.

"No. They weren't looters.


That was HE. "


Seika asked him in amazement who it was, but Piccolo absently mumbled: "Legends never die ..."




To be continued, but only if requested. Please write a lot of comments!