Chapitre 102: Chap 102 – The Future’s Fate: Part 3
Chapter 102: The Future's Fate - Part 3
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( Meanwhile, in Gura's Future. )
In the future, the Chaos that transpired from the sudden attack of the androids had brought grieving calamities to Earth's Warriors.
Many had lost their lives in a struggle against cybernetic beings, leaving Earth in a somewhat unprotected state… That would've been the truth if not for a green Namekian sitting by the absolute highest point in the world.
His cape fluttered frantically through the winds while he sat by, overseeing the destruction West City had endured after that wave of energy the Androids had created raged throughout the region in their search to annihilate both Gohan and Gura.
A solemn expression was plastered onto his face as he remembered the state he had found Gohan's body… That day, Piccolo came to realize that he had truly undergone an important change.
At first, it was his determination in saving Gura then soon after the anger he felt upon seeing Gohan's corpse disfigured as if the hybrid had been on the surface of the sun for hours in no end.
Clenching his fist, Piccolo closes his eyes when a pair of steps start approaching his side to also take a closer look at the world below.
" Sooo… Do you still bear hope she and that blonde child will both make their way back? " - A hoarse voice echoes out from the second one watching, an old-looking Namekian who also felt guilty for not being of any use simply stared at all the locations where many lives were lost…
Receiving back a grumpy humming sound, all that Kami could hope to do was sigh at how persistent and optimistic this counterpart of him was.
Piccolo wasn't one to give up easily, and for now, he knew that the blonde girl who saved Gura was someone they could trust.
As to how he came to know about our Time Traveler's actions? Well, he heard everything from Kami.
How she moved around at first just observing, and when the situation got extreme made an attempt to help Gura and Gohan….
He did not blame her for not attempting to fight those monsters… Their strength was far beyond even Vegeta's new-found strength(aka. Grade 2 SSJ )…
Side-eyeing Earth's Guardian, Piccolo gave his own piece of mind. - " I'm sure of it, old man. If that girl is even one bit like her father, you know she will be a nut hard to crack. All we have to do is be patient, for once you should be the one knowing that. "
Taken back by that statement, Kami's eyes widened, realizing that it was actually himself who had lost his composure in the situation… A few weeks ago, when everyone died, he wanted to use the Dragon Balls to revive them…
But was soon stopped by Piccolo, the reason behind it was that according to his counter apart, the Androids could potentially come back as soon as they revived them from all they knew.
The best choice would be to play the waiting game and stay low until Gura returned…. Which he hoped would be in a year's time.
" You sure have changed… - * tired smile * - Then we shall entrust your plan, all we can do is hope it happens soon." - Turning back towards the main building in lookout, the God glimpsed at his friend who sat by the side watering his plants.
This version of Popo was a normal one, all he wished was that everything would go back to normal…. Unlike the one we have.
Strolling away, he left Piccolo to his meditation. The younger half of God was keeping a high focus all over the planet to look for any disturbances that could possibly appear.
At all times, more threats could show up, and he was ready to take flight toward them at any moment.
However, this anticipation wouldn't go for much longer as he and any other being who could feel Ki encountered a sensation unlike any other popping up out of nowhere.
It was as if a pair of predatory dazzling yellow eyes that glowed akin to suns watched their every move.
A Primal nightmarish presence was all that could be told apart for those who were mortals, as for the upper divinities they could tell for certain that what had just suddenly appeared in Universe 7 was a Monster, for a lack of better words.
Eyebrows trembling, Piccolo looked at his own shaking body. - " Wha- What kind of creature…. "
He could not pinpoint the exact location, but he was sure of one thing. It was closer than he wished for it to be.
Dashing out of the building he had just moved into, Kami rushed towards Piccolo with dread painted all over his face.
He did not feel any ill intentions coming from this new monstrous addition, but the strength they emanated had gotten the attention of the likes of King Kai and King Yenma… They all contacted him at the same time asking what the hell was happening.
Even those far distant away from Earth.
In a separate partition of Universe 7, a purple cat was forced to open its eyes sweating experiencing something that shouldn't exist in their timeline.
However, he was soon shushed by his Angelic overseer, who just stated it wasn't something the cat should be worrying about… The one who brought said monstrous power with them had already contacted the Angel, and he was briefly filled they came here with no ill intentions.
The last words he heard from them were unambiguous. - ' Don't make a big fuss over it. '
And so he left without further explanation, the cat could only sweat while staring at the skies, questioning how in Zeno's name someone could radiate an aura like this…
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Back on Earth, Piccolo's eyes sprung open once he noticed that besides this unshakeable presence, there was also an actual Ki signature he could actually perceive.
One that even if absurdly smaller he could tell apart who it was, jumping out from the Lookout while Kami shouted for him to wait, the Namekian was quick to erupt in speeds towards the remains of West City.
From afar, one could tell, the city had seen better days. The buildings that hadn't fallen that day appeared to be melted as if they were made out of plastic.
Piccolo's objective turned out to be located at one of the far ends of the city. Sighing, he tried to feel from whom this intense feeling was coming, just for it to disappear a few moments later as if it never existed…
Whoever they may be, he knew that person was sure one hell of a prankster…
' Not only is the brat alive… But you also brought quite the help, huh… ' - Chuckling, a bit tense, he was quick to arrive at the perimeter. Touching the ground, he was taken aback by a blue blur who hugged his waist. - " MISTER PICCOLO! "
Feeling awkward, he patted the half-Saiyan's white hair, not being able to hold his small yet happy grin. - " Good to see you too, kiddo…. Now, mind explaining who your new friends might be? "
Having landed in a part of the city ravaged by the Androids, all that was left was debris in every direction you could look at. Across him were two women who varied in height.
The smaller blue-haired one wearing some strange revealing clothes was looking at a weird blue screen while typing at speeds the green man found hard to even comprehend…. Now as for the other one…
" Yo!! Dill Pickles!! " - He gulped a knot that had formed by his throat, her long brown hair and piercing yellow eyes dug holes in his skin.
Wearing very casual clothes, she waved a peace sign towards him with one hand as she left the other lazily resting in her pockets. The whole stance looked so lazy if it wasn't for the gleam she bore in her eyes…
That and in addition the grin she sported was nerve-wracking. Everything felt so uncanny, even the way she acted was as if she knew him for a long time already…
This woman's presence was something from another realm, even if he couldn't feel her Ki… Someone's presence was something that represented their true strength.
Said strengths would also be resumed in how their own power felt… And.... The wild nature of this one's presence sure was quite the scare for anyone who could perceive Divine Ki or was around their Solar System to get a feeling for it.
And in Piccolo's eyes, every movement she made shouted one word, Unmatched.
' What type of Beast did you bring along with you, Gura… '
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