10-22-2005, 03:43 AM
The battle charger accounted for so much, yet he couldn?t contend with the Super Namekians great power, even with the great boost from the battle charger. He felt his arms separate as the younger Namek, who was simply watching from the side lines, gripped Piccolo Daimaous arms tightly, and pulled them in a gory fashion from his tired arm sockets. Blood quickly shot out from the newly opened holes underneath both shoulders, and the pain was almost unbearable.
Collapsing hard to the ground, he knew he had to regenerate, but he couldn?t. The horrendous pain was too great for his mind, and it was starting to buckle. He was on the verge of either blacking out, or going insane. Either way, the Jade Namekian would have to think fast before a negative consequence came from the bloody separation of both his arms.
Needless to say, Daimaou was screaming incredibly painfully. He tried to grow his arms back, but something was breaking his concentration, like a hum in your head that stops you from thinking clearly. All he could do was staunch the heavy bleeding which, although helpful, wouldn?t help him in the long run. Without his arms, he would surely perish in the combined efforts of Piccolo and Android 17.
Seventeen leaped forward, using the distraction of having both the elder Namekians arms torn off, the machine-human hybrid tried to beat his curled fist into the emerald educator?s blood covered stomach, but the jade Namekian brought his knee up, and blocked the punch with borrowed energy and strength. A loud, disgusting crunch could be heard, and the Android yelled in pain from his hand. Piccolo was much more successful then his RoSaT partner. Piccolo flew out of nowhere, and threw a hard attack at his counterparts face. Blocking it, another kick came up. Daimaou lasted about a second before another kick beat itself into his scarred and tired face.
Piccolo Daimaou decided that he couldn?t win unless he regenerated his missing limbs. Concentrating heavily on the empty spots that used to be use arms, he could feel the Ki ebb into his shoulders, and the bone, skin, and sinew starting to re-grow. Starting to yell, the exposed bone was incredibly painful, but only lasted a short moment. This regeneration lasted for a few seconds, when his arms were fully recovered in a mess of greenish goo. He was now fully healed, except for some minor pains he felt on his nose. He assumed it was broken, because the nose was such an easy bone to snap.
Android seventeen wanted to make the jade Namekian pay for what he had done to him, but he had no such luck. As fast as he was, Daimaou was even faster, and he pushed his fist into the oncoming android, knocking him back faster then the speed in which he came. Smashing the ground, dust was kicked up, and he started to roll chaotically around as the momentum from the attack carried him.
This yet again angered piccolo, his super Namekian powers were clouding his mind, causing him to act rashly. Firing himself extremely quickly towards his Namekian opponent, he bashed him hard in the face with his fist. With a loud, satisfying crunch Daimaou went straight up, then was caught by the G-forces, and went straight back down. Plummeting towards the earth and spinning, he slammed the earth head first, and a massive crack could be heard.
?Shit?? Piccolo Daimaou swore loudly, and tried to stand up. He couldn?t though, something crucial must have broken in his back, limiting his moment to his head. Twitching a lot, he couldn?t move. He was wondering if he could even regenerate his wounds this time. He knew Android 17 and Piccolo would show no mercy, and he would have to fix the horrible wound he had in his back very quickly.
?Heal?Heal?Heal damn you!? Daimaou screamed furiously, and he was hoping it was healing. He couldn?t feel anything in his back, so he had no clue if it was regenerating. Suddenly, intense pain shot out from his back. While some would find this very unwelcome, Daimaou thought the opposite. Pain meant that the back was regenerating, because he could now feel it again.
Standing up for the first time in what seemed like hours, he saw something speeding towards him. With seconds to react, he made a ditch effort to dodge the rapid punch that was speeding towards him silently. He failed, and was blown back by the force that was Piccolo. Slamming into a rock, he fell to the ground.
?This is going to be a long day?? Daimaou said to no one, standing once again on his extremely sore legs.
Collapsing hard to the ground, he knew he had to regenerate, but he couldn?t. The horrendous pain was too great for his mind, and it was starting to buckle. He was on the verge of either blacking out, or going insane. Either way, the Jade Namekian would have to think fast before a negative consequence came from the bloody separation of both his arms.
Needless to say, Daimaou was screaming incredibly painfully. He tried to grow his arms back, but something was breaking his concentration, like a hum in your head that stops you from thinking clearly. All he could do was staunch the heavy bleeding which, although helpful, wouldn?t help him in the long run. Without his arms, he would surely perish in the combined efforts of Piccolo and Android 17.
Seventeen leaped forward, using the distraction of having both the elder Namekians arms torn off, the machine-human hybrid tried to beat his curled fist into the emerald educator?s blood covered stomach, but the jade Namekian brought his knee up, and blocked the punch with borrowed energy and strength. A loud, disgusting crunch could be heard, and the Android yelled in pain from his hand. Piccolo was much more successful then his RoSaT partner. Piccolo flew out of nowhere, and threw a hard attack at his counterparts face. Blocking it, another kick came up. Daimaou lasted about a second before another kick beat itself into his scarred and tired face.
Piccolo Daimaou decided that he couldn?t win unless he regenerated his missing limbs. Concentrating heavily on the empty spots that used to be use arms, he could feel the Ki ebb into his shoulders, and the bone, skin, and sinew starting to re-grow. Starting to yell, the exposed bone was incredibly painful, but only lasted a short moment. This regeneration lasted for a few seconds, when his arms were fully recovered in a mess of greenish goo. He was now fully healed, except for some minor pains he felt on his nose. He assumed it was broken, because the nose was such an easy bone to snap.
Android seventeen wanted to make the jade Namekian pay for what he had done to him, but he had no such luck. As fast as he was, Daimaou was even faster, and he pushed his fist into the oncoming android, knocking him back faster then the speed in which he came. Smashing the ground, dust was kicked up, and he started to roll chaotically around as the momentum from the attack carried him.
This yet again angered piccolo, his super Namekian powers were clouding his mind, causing him to act rashly. Firing himself extremely quickly towards his Namekian opponent, he bashed him hard in the face with his fist. With a loud, satisfying crunch Daimaou went straight up, then was caught by the G-forces, and went straight back down. Plummeting towards the earth and spinning, he slammed the earth head first, and a massive crack could be heard.
?Shit?? Piccolo Daimaou swore loudly, and tried to stand up. He couldn?t though, something crucial must have broken in his back, limiting his moment to his head. Twitching a lot, he couldn?t move. He was wondering if he could even regenerate his wounds this time. He knew Android 17 and Piccolo would show no mercy, and he would have to fix the horrible wound he had in his back very quickly.
?Heal?Heal?Heal damn you!? Daimaou screamed furiously, and he was hoping it was healing. He couldn?t feel anything in his back, so he had no clue if it was regenerating. Suddenly, intense pain shot out from his back. While some would find this very unwelcome, Daimaou thought the opposite. Pain meant that the back was regenerating, because he could now feel it again.
Standing up for the first time in what seemed like hours, he saw something speeding towards him. With seconds to react, he made a ditch effort to dodge the rapid punch that was speeding towards him silently. He failed, and was blown back by the force that was Piccolo. Slamming into a rock, he fell to the ground.
?This is going to be a long day?? Daimaou said to no one, standing once again on his extremely sore legs.