Chapter 5:
Small Warrior
Apollo stood there doing nothing.
"HE. . did no such thing. . . "
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Himegami fell on her knee's, in a crying heap. Apollo just kept standing there, staring at Piccolo, like a madman trys to scan over one's soul.
"What do you want, little man. Do you want revenge." Apollo smirked as he looked up and down Piccolo. "You are hardly the one to fight, as iv'e told you before. What are you going to do junior,..glare at me? HA HA HA!"
Piccolo kept standing. With the snotty remarks pouring out of Apollo's mouth, he began to feel something inside. He began to feel a spark,. . a flame. . . a hot ember inside of him. . burning with the fuel of revenge . . He took a stancing position, holding his hands out like he was about to do a Kamehameha.
"No,
. . . . I'll . .do THIS!"
With that, he began to charge up his ki, which was glowing radiently in the mid morning.
Apollo held his hand up to his eyes, sheilding them from the blast of Gamma rays which flooded and poured into every crevese of the cave.
"Damn you, little leech. . . what kind of socery is this. . "
Piccolo took his hands, filled with a dazziling, white light.
"Meetoru-. . . . ."
Faster and faster Thier hearts pumped in unison. Apollos eyes stung and hurt from the light. Hime turned away from the light. . just in time for Piccolo to finish his attack . .
"Meetoru-. . . . .DE-THA!"
The glowing sphere of light rushed at full force toward Apollo, like a wisping hurricane. He tryed to block, but to no avail, it was to strong for his weakened body. In a split second, all that remained of Apollo was his battered body, torn cloths, and broken arrow bow.
Piccolo stood, panting and gasping for air. His body had never gathered enought energy to do THAT before! What a rush! He looked at his hands. They were so red from the heat, they were numb. The smoke gliding gently off them felt if twines of spiderwebs had gracefully grown out of his palms.
"W-wow. . " said Himegami as she turned her head, holding the hole where her arm used to be.
"You did that?. . Weird twist of fate. . we help the guy and his busted leg, and now he's worse than when he started out. What a travisty."
Piccolo slowly neared the downed body, slightly cringing at the thought of what his seared carcass may look like. As he began to turn him over, a slight chill entered his spine. As he continued to turn him over, Apollo's hand shot out at his hand. Piccolo was caught! Apollo's eyes darted open as he jumped up,still holding Piccolo.
But his face. . it was different. . .
He set Piccolo down, and brushed himself off. Piccolo looked wide eyed at him. He should be dead! That was my most powerful blast that I can ever remember!
Apollo looked happily at Piccolo and the little. . thing.
"Never knew ya' had it in ya' kid. Your a worthy opponent indeed."
Piccolo still stood, with his jaw gaping down in disbeleife. Apollo held out his hand.
"Hey. . you know my name. Wanna join me and my little mission?"
Piccolo looked at the floor, almost to modest to say anything.
Try and play hard to get he said to himself.
"Well. . hmm. . I don't know. . . Can. . he- er. . she come along too?"
Apollo looked at Himegami. She glared at him, like she was about to shoot laserbeams out of her eyes and splice (yes splice) a hole through his head.
"Your a jerk! I don't want anything to do with you!"
Apollo grinned. "Heh. . still sore about the encounter, ne?"
Himegami hurled her body to the air.
"SORE? YOU BLASTED MY WHOLE FRAGGIN' ARM OFF!"
Apollo laughed. "Sorry. . ," he said, pulling something out of his blazer. "Here, its my apology present to you."
When she looked at his outstreached hand, she saw the most peculiar thing. It was a dried flower, but not like any she had seen. It smelt of fine oils, and was blood red. It looked so delicate, like a newborn child.
"It's called a 'Bara.' (rose)." My dad brought some here when he went back to earth to help some old guy. . "
"EARTH?!" exclaimed Piccolo. Earth. . That sounds like. . . ohh! Its so familiar, why can't I remember it. .
Apollo stared at Piccolo, like he was turning orange. "Uh. . yeah. . Earth. Why so jumpy."
"Oh. . no reason. . " he said. "Changing the subject though, what exactly is this mission that we're following you for?"
Apollo smiled. "Well," he said as he neared Himegami, "It's kinda private, and I can't really explain it all that well, so why don't you just come with me to my home base, and then I can show you."
Piccolo looked uneasy. Himegami on the other hand, was too fascinated with the rose to really care about anything else.
"Well," sadi Piccolo, scratching his arm, "Where IS your homebase?"
Apollo pointed to the north.
"Up there."