Just a short Piccolo fic, set just before he rejoins with Kami.
Rhionae
http://www.spin.net.au/~forrest/storytime.htm
Standard disclaimers and all - DB definitely does not belong to me but
Akira Toriyama and whoever else...
Devil's Fall
Just look at him standing there, looking down upon _his_ world from on
high. Watching. Waiting. Delaying the inevitable. He's so reluctant
to give up the protection of this place and fight down there where it
counts. Heh. He wouldn't count for much of anything nowadays - at
least not on his own.
The fool.
He could have had the power to make a difference already, if he hadn't
cast my parent-self out years ago. So arrogant was he in believing that
he could just discard me and forget about me as he assumed the role of
God for this planet. It was a role which he had coveted from the first,
though it had taken him many years to achieve. He bought his place at
my expense. So much for God's caring nature.
I never let him forget it. He'd naively believed that 'good' would be
able to overcome 'evil' as a matter of course - but he'd created the
Devil on his own image and I certainly intended to disappoint him. I
was born with his strengths, yet lacked his scruples, his morals. There
was nothing holding me back from my desires - nothing except him.
Ironic when you considered we both wanted to control the world. He just
liked to sugar-coat the whole deal. I'm not so cruel. I've made my
intentions crystal clear. Pity about the morons who keep getting in my
way. Like the cyborgs are now.
Glorified tin cans whom I couldn't even dent. I might as well be as
useless as Kami. At least he can claim old age as his excuse; I've just
reached my limit - or rather, my limit for the restricted amount of time
we have. It won't be long before the cyborgs track Goku down, and
there's no telling what the circuited freaks will do once they have
their way with him. They _could_ just find a nice piece of land and
settle down to raise a few chickens and goats. Or they could trash the
world. That would _really_ put a dent in my plans for summer vacation.
I've seen a world destroyed before, my own home planet in fact. It
really put me off the idea of ruining this one. It looked like fun at
the time, but it wold probably be best to have a means to get to another
world before blasting the planet out of existence.
Never thought I'd be taking notes from 'Freeza's World Dominion 101'.
Maybe I could get the cyborgs to sit that class. Yeah, right. And
maybe Goku would ace it. But then, he wouldn't need to. He's like the
Pied Piper to the rats - and I'm one of the squeakers. Now _that_ is
pathetic. At least I'm still in the race, though. _He's_ long since
fallen by the wayside. He only has one purpose left - and being able to
resurrect people is _not_ going to help us trash the garbage. He knows
it, too. He's just too stubborn to give in without the dramatics.
The cyborgs are the greatest threat this world has ever faced. He won't
deny me. At long last we'll be rejoined - but on _my_ terms. I refuse
to be swallowed up as easily as I was spat out. He gave me my
individuality, and I will not give that up. Let him sacrifice himself
if he cares so much for this world. Let him prove himself as this
planet's guardian by doing the one thing that may save it.
I'm supposed to be the bad guy here, but I'm losing out to a trio of
metallic marionettes. I don't even know whether to blame Gero for that,
or Gohan and Goku. It's very disheartening. If I'm no longer the
arch-demon of this world, however, then it's only fitting that God takes
a similar fall.
We won't be the same when we rejoin. He's had his go at getting what he
wants. Now it's my turn - and my world. In the end, he'll be no more
than a fading memory, and I no longer simply the shadow he cast upon the
world.
At long last, I will be myself, complete and powerful.
And no one will ever take that away from me.
No one.
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Rhionae
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