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Fanfic: PICCOLO Teil7 (Oder: Piccolo, komm bitte zurück! *heul*)

Chapter: PICCOLO part 7 (Or: Piccolo, come back please! * Howl *)

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"Come on, we'll be on our way back." said Dende and put a reassuring hand on my shoulder. "No! I'm not leaving him alone now!" "You can't do anything for him at the moment, Daria. Please, you just have to understand that!" "Vegeta will atone for what he did to Piccolo, I swear ... "" Hey, you mustn't say that! If you take revenge, firstly you don't have the slightest chance and secondly you're not a bit better than him! " the little god tried to dissuade me from my plan. "I'll tell you something else ..." added Dende after a few seconds of pause. "Piccolo will live again. I promise you that. He will be there for you again ..." "Re ... are you talking about the Dragon Balls ??? I completely forgot about them !!!" I said with a tremendous amount of euphoria in my voice."That's just amazing! Piccolo will be back! This is the best news I've ever heard!" I was really happy about the words of the little Namek and imagined what it would be like when Piccolo was back will ... "Come on! Let's tell the others about it! We have to collect all the Dragon Balls immediately!" "Wait a minute ..." said Dende suddenly with such a serious voice that it ran down my spine as cold as ice. Without saying anything, I waited impatiently for what the little god had to say to me. "That doesn't work right away ..." "WHAT ??? Why not ???" I couldn't believe what I had just heard. "The fact is that we won't be able to use the Dragon Balls again for less than a year at the earliest ..." he began to explain. "A .. but why?" "There was a little incident recently ... Well and we just needed the dragon balls ... I'm sorry." It was incredibly difficult for me to say those words that made me look like arrowheads met in my heart, swallow and accept.But I had no other choice and if I ever wanted to see Piccolo again I would have to wait for him. "I'll wait ..." I said calmly and there was a happy smile on Dende's face. I had to be strong now, I kept telling myself and encouraging myself with the thought of Piccolo's return ... one day.


Nobody said a single word on the flight back to the Palace of God. I could see how a tear ran down Bulma's cheek from time to time and I was so sorry. How hard does it have to be for you first? How was she going to be able to get along with Vegeta anytime soon? I hadn't seen princes since the incident and I think it was better that way. I couldn't have promised that I would have kept my temper just looking at him ...


After Bulma Dende, Popo and myself had dropped off on the platform of the Palace of God, I could not avoid that everything I saw inevitably reminded me of Piccolo.Wherever I looked, I thought I could see the great Namek everywhere. In my mind he was floating above the floor and meditating ... or leaning against one of the magnificent pillars of the palace with folded arms in a completely dismissive manner. A smile crossed my lips and I vowed to wait for him until the end. Yes, I did. I wanted to have him back at last, to tell him how much he means to me and that I have never met someone like him, to whom I would immediately and unconditionally give my life.




The days, weeks and months passed, at least that is how I felt, very slowly. It was anything but easy to get around the time in the God's Palace and so Gohan and Videl often came to visit. We talked, laughed, and did things together quite often. I can say that the two of them had become my closest friends within a very short time and I was very happy about that.Often we talked into the night and I even got the feeling of security and security. Yes, I started to feel really good again and almost a year went by.


Shortly before the day when we wanted to revive Piccolo with the Dragon Balls, the dreams started again, which have not let go of me since his death. Again and again I saw the bitter fight between him and Vegeta and every time he died again before my eyes. The dreams were so real that sometimes I woke up in the middle of the night and tears ran down my cheeks. "Piccolo ..." I then sobbed and tried to go back to sleep each time in vain. I missed him so much and it hurt a lot to miss him like that. I remembered one dream particularly well. It was the dream of home. I only dreamed of it once, but much more intensely than that of the others. I saw my parents, my siblings, my friends ... and I had a feeling that they were waiting for me.Every time my legs were as heavy as lead and I was unable to run towards them ... On the contrary. Each time they moved further and further away from me until they finally disappeared completely and I woke up in shock. I had an urgent need to talk to someone about this dream and so I confided in Dende. "I think that's a sign." said Dende after I told him about my dream. "A sign? But what does it mean?" I asked and the little god looked at the ground. "I've wanted to talk to you about it for a long time, but I still haven't found the right time ..." He paused for a moment. "You haven't got over Piccolo's death until today, almost a year later, and I thought I would burden you with my worries even more." his voice became more serious and I felt uncomfortable. I didn't know exactly what the little Namek wanted to say to me with his words and that scared me a lot.“Have you ever thought about how you got here?” I shook my head. "You know, I've often wondered how this could even happen ... why you were here so suddenly and I couldn't find an answer. You didn't come here with any time machine or anything and the strange thing is that you are yourself can't even remember it! "I had to swallow. He was right. He was damn right. Admittedly, I have hardly given any thought to my origins to date and it never bothered me that much. Was it because I felt so comfortable here? That I met Piccolo? Or had I just put my worries and fears of never coming home back to my mind? I came to the conclusion that it must have been a mixture of everything because suddenly panic broke out in me. Dende gave me a piercing look. "I have an idea ..." he said calmly."I've already talked to Goku about it and he is of the opinion that it could work." Now I didn't understand anything anymore. "What kind of idea? Tell me and don't pester me any longer!" "We want to ask Master Kaio for advice and are almost certain that he can help us." "M ... Master Kaio? I don't understand quite ... "My own trembling voice made me all the more nervous and I felt small beads of sweat forming on my forehead and nose. "Of course only if you want! Because it shouldn't give the impression that we don't want you to stay here! On the contrary! You have now become a very good friend!" At these words the little god smiled and my facial features began to relax a bit again. So the idea was to bring me to Master Kaio, hoping he could explain how I got here. I liked the suggestion and finally agreed."I would like to try it." I finally said to Dende and was sure that this would be the right way to go. "But before we do that I would like Piccolo to be back. Is that possible?" I asked timidly, looking slightly embarrassed at the floor. "Yes, of course! After all, it is only your decision when you want to see Master Kaio!" A huge stone, no, a whole mountain fell from my heart. I didn't know exactly why, but my feeling told me that Piccolo should be there when I went to Master Kaio. “Say, are you really hungry?” With these words, the little Namek tore me completely out of my thoughts. "I ... um ..." "Popo cooked especially for you and I'm sure you will taste it excellent!" Before I could say anything, Dende took me by the hand and led me into a room where I had a drink found a well-laid table. "Wow! That's really fantastic!" I said completely surprised.And I was right. Popo outdid himself every time and I actually had no choice but to sit down at the table and enjoy it.


The rest of the time until Piccolo's return went by, in contrast to the previous one, in a flash and so it happened that on the last evening I lay excitedly in my bed and imagined what it would be like if I would face Piccolo again tomorrow. ..






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