Dragon Ball: Rebirth
Chapter 4- The Breakthrough
The sweat poured off of Aram as he went through the kata
taught to him by his father. Smiling, he thought of him. His
father had been a legendary master of the martial arts. He
had taught the boy all he knew in technique, but the only
thing Aram's father couldn't teach him was the discipline
involved. This kata focused thought, went through all the
basic movements necessary in combat. Supposedly, generations
back Aram's ancestors had started this kata, each eldest son
adding something to it. Whether it was an extra move, or an
emphasis on a particular set, it changed and evolved. It was
over 700 moves long, but could be customized for daily practice.
Aram gradually increased his speed, until it was a flurry
of movement. The amazing thing was that faster he went, the
less he could but the more he was aware of. He no longer saw
the visual world, but he saw the energy that pulsed within
all living things. In what seemed like an eternity, Aram eventually
stopped all movements when he was at his highest level of
concentration. Everything was energy, the sky, the air, the
sun. He peered deep within himself, going to his very corp,
until he could see his barrier. Piccolo had already told him
he had a battle power of around 20,000, but Aram was sure
that if he could break this barrier, his power would increase
greatly-- possibly even to the point of rivaling Piccolo's.
It seemed like he sat there for hours in his catatonic state
of meditation, trying to break through. He exhausted himself
trying to break the seal, but he couldn't do it. His mind
exhausted, he nearly gave up, when he felt the barrier decreasing.
It seemed that the power within was trying to merge with him.
It scared him, he was afraid he might lose himself in the
power. It exhilarated him, but the power was so god-awful,
that he was afraid it might burn him to a cinder if he tried
to use it. But he couldn't resist, it merged with him, energizing
every part of his being. His fear was washed away with the
power. He knew that this was meant to be. Suddenly, a dreadful
vision began to unfold before his eyes. A young man, standing
battered and beaten in front of a horrible enemy. The enemy
was a small lizard like figure, but Aram sensed the horrible
aura. The young man was very powerful and he had a burning
rage within him.
The young man began to transform before Aram's very eyes.
His hair lifted on end and turned golden and his power became
insanely high... it faded out only to be replaced by another,
the same golden man fighting another enemy more powerful than
himself... over and over the visions changed, enrapturing
Aram in their snare. Aram felt trapped, he wanted to leave,
but the power wouldn't let him...
Piccolo floated in deep meditation. He had yet to decide
what to do. On one hand he could throw down the emperor and
expose the true enemy, or he could move in the shadows and
discover the true enemy before he actually faced it. The three
personas of himself argued: Piccolo, Nail, and Kami.
"How can we stand by and let the suffering continue?
We should root it out once and for all." argued the elder
persona of Kami.
"No Kami. Aram is not strong enough for that yet. We
must wait and bide our time." the younger Nail retorted.
The original being of Piccolo sat and listened. Rarely did
his three beings split and argue against each other. They
had been together for so long that they were used to being
one being, but in important matters such as this each could
contribute their own knowledge. Without warning, a fourth
voice sounded and silence all.
The three personas merged back into one being. Piccolo hadn't
heard that voice in a very long time, but he recognized it
"Kaio-samma? What is it that you want?"
"Aram is ready. Take him to Kami-samma's immediately.
The darkness that brews beyonds your planet is growing more
powerful as we speak."
"Are you sure? He's barely at 20,000. That's enough
to stop the Empire, but not the true enemy. How can you be--"
"Trust me. Feel his ki. He's found his hidden strength
that Kami-samma foretold. Now go."
Piccolo opened his eyes and looked out upon the frigid landscape.
His old eyes couldn't see as well as they used to, but his
senses knew where Aram was immediately. He turned and saw
the horrible power that Aram had unleashed. Piccolo moved
as fast as he could. When he landed, Aram's mouth was open
in a silent scream, but Aram was frozen like that. Piccolo
mentally contacted him and broke his trance. Aram, startled,
moved for the first time in minutes--days to Aram.
"Piccolo..." Aram said weakly, "The power
is mine... but visions... the visions were awful." Piccolo
handed him a senzu bean, and instantly Aram felt his strength
"You're ready Aram. It's time for Kami-samma himself
to tell you everything you need to know. Follow me."
They both lifted off high into the clouds. The moon was full
again, and the stars gave off they're eerie light. Piccolo's
keen senses picked up a large rise in ki many miles away.
He thought he heard a scream, a hideous roar that evoked memories
from a millenia ago. But it couldn't be that. Unless...
"QUICK! FLY AS FAST YOU CAN TO THE SKY PALACE! SOMETHING
DREADFUL HAS GONE WRONG!" Piccolo yelled.
Startled, Aram didn't know what to do. "But where do
I go? I don't know the way!" Stopping his flight, Piccolo
began to glow a bluish color. Suddenly, he split into two
beings. One headed towards the Sky Palace, the other towards
the surge of ki.
What's going on that's freaking Piccolo out so bad, Aram
They flew for what seemed like hours, but eventually Aram
saw it-- a magnificent floating palace. Amazed that it floated
so gracefully, he was enamoured... until he saw the thin pole
it was suspended upon. They flew to the top and landed. Standing
there was an old Namek huddled in robes and leaning on a cane,
and by him was a short squat... well, Aram couldn't decide,
but Piccolo introduced him as Mr. Popo.
"Welcome Aram," Kami-samma began, "I've heard
much about you. Rest easy this night, for tomorrow you begin
your mission. Mr. Popo, make sure they eat well, and then
show them to their rooms." With that, Kami-samma hobbled
off to his inner chambers. Aram felt a great power approaching
from below. He looked and saw the othe half of Piccolo had
returned. They remerged, but Piccolo's face looked like he
had seen the devil himself.
"What? What'd you find out?" Aram asked. Piccolo
stared at him for a moment, then answered. "I found nothing
for certain, but I fear the dark power I was warned of is
one I've faced before." Piccolo stalked off after Kami
to tell him the urgent news.
Aram's thoughts were turned elsewhere, as Mr. Popo led him
to a huge banquet table. He ate and ate and ate, until finally
he could no longer keep his eyes open. Then Mr. Popo led him
to his bed. Aram fell asleep immediately, and fortunately
he had no horrific visions...
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