In Search of Amity
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A/N
*** To understand this installment you must read the first ***
*** This story is a continuation of its predecessor In Search of Oceans***
Period 1
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*Buzzing.. what is that? * His subconscious commented, an endless field of darkness filled with sounds and smells, smells of chemicals, metals, and new plastic.
With effort he parted his eyelids to behold more darkness before him, he lay there in eth one spot for several moments just trying o work it what was going on, where he was and why he felt pain in several places of his body, then he remember.
"Piccolo" Dende shouted, sitting up in the bed he suddenly fell straight back down after hitting his head, rubbing his aching skull with both hands he clenched his teeth together and gazed up to find a lamp like object hovering above him.
*I remember the library, Goku, Piccolo, Gohan, and Goten. And whoever she was* he recalled, resting his arms back down beside him on the mattress, his eyes darting around the dark room.
Realising his body had strengthened significantly he sat up again; avoiding the lamp he slammed his head against last time.
Inhaling through his nostrils he tempted fate by swinging his legs off the site and jumping to his feet, amazed to see that he had landed without a hitch.
"My strength. it's returned to me" he said with awe, he had not felt this way in years.
With his hands reached out in front of his, he carefully felt around for a door or window, anything to help him find out where he was.
*Uh huh* he though when his finger tips glided against the fabric of some blinds, moving his hands to the left he found the handle that opened them and gently turned it.
Un-expectantly the blinds flipped open letting in the bright sunlight, it stung his eyed dreadfully and he away from the window swiftly.
"DAMIT.Stupid pain in the ass light" he cursed aloud, then he realised he was dressed in only a towel sized sheet, and only realising that after it had fallen to the floor, circled around his ankles.
Leaving him completely exposed to the cool air, parting his eyelid, he looked down at the cloth on the floor & shook his head.
Keeping his eyes shielded from the light he brought his open hand to his chest, the centre of his palm illuminated with energy that then surrounded his entire being, over his stripped form then materialised his usual attire.
The first hint of joy that he had felt in years passed through his heart, he welcomed it with a grateful grin.
His attention was stolen away from the feeling by footsteps running down the hallway, he staggered back slightly with his hand still protecting his eyes, raising his other hand up I defensively he squatted into a poised stance.
The footsteps stopped right outside the door, from the crack beneath the door he spotted a shadow appear, so gently he prepared a blast.
The door opened slowly but no one entered instead a hand showed itself, open with nothing in it and after that, an arm and shoulder also appeared.
"Dende? im coming in ok" a mans voice uttered, and cautiously they entered making sure they were not a threat.
Dende tensed up further and further until his companies face appeared, his hands still raised up to chin level he tried to study the forms features.
He could faintly make out their black pants and a white shirt, complemented by a pair of orange boots with black striped pattern.
"How about you put that blast away, you wont need it here" the figure said, he didn't have to see the blast to know Dende had one prepared, sensing it the second it was formed in the guardians hand.
Dende did not deform the blast, keeping it steady in his hand he backing away a single step, he preferred to have some distance between them.
"C-mon, you remember me don't you Dende, you couldn't have forgotten me?" He asked, hope lingering in his chest that the guardian would.
"How can I remember you if I cant ever see you idiot!" Dende answered bitterly, squeezing his stinging eyes shut painfully, tears spilling from the inner and outer corners.
"Your right I shouldn't have expected that, lets try another way," he said, with little effort the figure floated a foots distance from the floor using a detectable hint of his ki.
Dende's eyes opened when the ki signature hit him, forcing his eyes fully open he waited to be sure what he was feeling was true.
".Trunks?" He uttered, slightly lowering his outstretched hand.
Trunks smiled broadly and dropped back down to the floor, his hand falling to his sides he walked toward Dende, reaching out he grasped a hold of Dends outstretched arm.
"Old buddy, I told you we would meet again soon, well. not soon enough I guess" he said whole heartedly, stopping a foot from Dende who still shielded his eyes from the light.
The namek stood slightly dumbfounded, he did not know how to react at being amongst his dearest companions once again, and it had been longer than he cared to know.
Trunks stepped forward grasping Dende in brief embrace, patting him gently on the shoulders to avoid the namek's back wounds.
"What happened, where am I?" Dende inquired, whipping fluid from the corners of his eyes with his thumb.
"You're at Capsule Corp, Piccolo and Goku brought yo in after you're er, little skirmish" Trunks explained, walking Dende over to the bedside he noticed the namekian was wearing namekian clothing.
"I don't blame you for dumping the loincloth gig we put on you, it was especially made for the burns you had" Trunks chuckled, motioning for Dende to take a seat on the bad, the namek did so cautiously finding the mattress first with his hands.
"I need you to lean back to give you these eye drops, they will help your pupils to adjust to light easily" Trunks explained, Dende did as asked pulling his arm away from shielding them he tried to open his eyes with some difficulty.
The drops Trunks administered were not painful, having to open his eyes up wide enough to receive them was.
Hissing through his teeth, he blinked his eyelids over the medication, on Trunks signal he opened his eyes again, and after only a few blink was able to keep them open.
"How that feels?" Trunks asked, putting the meds aside using the pads of his thumb to rub Dende's closed eyelids.
Dende looked around the slightly dim room and then over to Trunks, he had not changed at all.
"You never change. you look just the way you did when I left" Dende smiled, receiving a laugh from Trunks.
After 15 minutes Dende's eyes had adjusted enough so the lights were turned on, allowing Trunks to make proper observations.
"You look 100 % to me, except for all the stiches and stuff. But your skin has gone back to its natural emerald and your wounds are healing over like they should be" Trunks said graciously, feeling a great accomplishment that Dende's heath was back to normal.
"I never though I could feel so young in my body again" He matured Dende snigger briefly, keeping his persona serious and aloof.
"It's been so long man, why did you take so long in returning?" Trunks inquired unrestrained, waiting patiently for the Namekians reply.
"Training took longer than I though, and as you can see, I did some extra for myself" he chuckled motioning to his muscularly pronounced body.
"Yeah I bet you have" Trunks answered.
"We have all really missed you around here you know, even Piccolo has missed you" Trunks informed with a smile.
Dende raised an eyebrow at the young half sayajin.
"Piccolo missed me. seemed like all he wanted to do then was get rid of me, and when I do return he tries to kill me" Dende uttered bitterly, looking away he recalled the battle that occurred between his and his Namakian elder.
"Well, I want to get to all the details with you buddy but someone else wants to talk to you, he just arrived as im sure you have also realised" Trunks said, becoming serious in his tone.
"Yes I realised it" Dende answered, looking at the opposite wall his face in a frown, Piccolo had arrived a few seconds ago.
"Ill be in the other lab with my mom, she want to see you too man, everyone is waiting to see you again," Trusnk said, patting Dende gently on the shoulder.
"How is your mother Trunks? And your younger sister?" Dende inquired, turning to face the Saiyan as he prepared to leave.
"They have been well, my sis works with me in the laboratory she will be in here later on too so you can see her" Trunks said happily, but knew he couldn't stay any longer, Piccolo had specified that he wanted to speak with Dende alone, as much as he wanted to stay with his old guardian companion.
Dende nodded and watched as Trunks left, closing the door shut behind him.
***
"Good new everyone, he's awake" Trunk said entering one of the lounges, where Goku, Videl, Gohan, Pan Marron and Goten all sat, and Vegeta watched TV not giving much interest.
"How wonderful, when may we see him Trunks?" Videl inquired standing up.
"Not right now, Piccolo had just arrived and gone to see him", he informed, receiving a bleak silence from everyone in the room, the sympathised with Piccolo, even if Dende's action were not intentional.
***
He stood up sensing Piccolo was less than 2 rooms away and approaching, moments later the door opened and the great warrior stepped elegantly inside, shutting the door behind him he crossed his arms over his chest.
The Namekian's stared at one another, Piccolo's stern eyes taking in the great difference that he now saw in the young guardian, he was taller, broader, and his clothing were of a warrior namek, not a healer which Dende was born as.
"You have changed, Dende" Piccolo pointed out, breaking the silence.
Dende gave a single nod.
"Yes, as have you, old friend" He replied, keeping his features stern.
Its as though they were trying to outstare one another, neither attempting to speak until Dende couldn't hold back his smile any longer, his fangs visible through his gums.
"Welcome back, Dende" Piccolo acknowledged, walking forward placing his hand upon Dende's shoulder, Dende mimicked the gesture, the pair were joyed to see one another indeed, despite the unwanted encounter that had taken place a week earlier.
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Thankyou for reading. I hope you enjoyed the first chapter to the sequel of In Search of Oceans.
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A/N
*** To understand this installment you must read the first ***
*** This story is a continuation of its predecessor In Search of Oceans***
Period 1
**************************************************************************** **************
*Buzzing.. what is that? * His subconscious commented, an endless field of darkness filled with sounds and smells, smells of chemicals, metals, and new plastic.
With effort he parted his eyelids to behold more darkness before him, he lay there in eth one spot for several moments just trying o work it what was going on, where he was and why he felt pain in several places of his body, then he remember.
"Piccolo" Dende shouted, sitting up in the bed he suddenly fell straight back down after hitting his head, rubbing his aching skull with both hands he clenched his teeth together and gazed up to find a lamp like object hovering above him.
*I remember the library, Goku, Piccolo, Gohan, and Goten. And whoever she was* he recalled, resting his arms back down beside him on the mattress, his eyes darting around the dark room.
Realising his body had strengthened significantly he sat up again; avoiding the lamp he slammed his head against last time.
Inhaling through his nostrils he tempted fate by swinging his legs off the site and jumping to his feet, amazed to see that he had landed without a hitch.
"My strength. it's returned to me" he said with awe, he had not felt this way in years.
With his hands reached out in front of his, he carefully felt around for a door or window, anything to help him find out where he was.
*Uh huh* he though when his finger tips glided against the fabric of some blinds, moving his hands to the left he found the handle that opened them and gently turned it.
Un-expectantly the blinds flipped open letting in the bright sunlight, it stung his eyed dreadfully and he away from the window swiftly.
"DAMIT.Stupid pain in the ass light" he cursed aloud, then he realised he was dressed in only a towel sized sheet, and only realising that after it had fallen to the floor, circled around his ankles.
Leaving him completely exposed to the cool air, parting his eyelid, he looked down at the cloth on the floor & shook his head.
Keeping his eyes shielded from the light he brought his open hand to his chest, the centre of his palm illuminated with energy that then surrounded his entire being, over his stripped form then materialised his usual attire.
The first hint of joy that he had felt in years passed through his heart, he welcomed it with a grateful grin.
His attention was stolen away from the feeling by footsteps running down the hallway, he staggered back slightly with his hand still protecting his eyes, raising his other hand up I defensively he squatted into a poised stance.
The footsteps stopped right outside the door, from the crack beneath the door he spotted a shadow appear, so gently he prepared a blast.
The door opened slowly but no one entered instead a hand showed itself, open with nothing in it and after that, an arm and shoulder also appeared.
"Dende? im coming in ok" a mans voice uttered, and cautiously they entered making sure they were not a threat.
Dende tensed up further and further until his companies face appeared, his hands still raised up to chin level he tried to study the forms features.
He could faintly make out their black pants and a white shirt, complemented by a pair of orange boots with black striped pattern.
"How about you put that blast away, you wont need it here" the figure said, he didn't have to see the blast to know Dende had one prepared, sensing it the second it was formed in the guardians hand.
Dende did not deform the blast, keeping it steady in his hand he backing away a single step, he preferred to have some distance between them.
"C-mon, you remember me don't you Dende, you couldn't have forgotten me?" He asked, hope lingering in his chest that the guardian would.
"How can I remember you if I cant ever see you idiot!" Dende answered bitterly, squeezing his stinging eyes shut painfully, tears spilling from the inner and outer corners.
"Your right I shouldn't have expected that, lets try another way," he said, with little effort the figure floated a foots distance from the floor using a detectable hint of his ki.
Dende's eyes opened when the ki signature hit him, forcing his eyes fully open he waited to be sure what he was feeling was true.
".Trunks?" He uttered, slightly lowering his outstretched hand.
Trunks smiled broadly and dropped back down to the floor, his hand falling to his sides he walked toward Dende, reaching out he grasped a hold of Dends outstretched arm.
"Old buddy, I told you we would meet again soon, well. not soon enough I guess" he said whole heartedly, stopping a foot from Dende who still shielded his eyes from the light.
The namek stood slightly dumbfounded, he did not know how to react at being amongst his dearest companions once again, and it had been longer than he cared to know.
Trunks stepped forward grasping Dende in brief embrace, patting him gently on the shoulders to avoid the namek's back wounds.
"What happened, where am I?" Dende inquired, whipping fluid from the corners of his eyes with his thumb.
"You're at Capsule Corp, Piccolo and Goku brought yo in after you're er, little skirmish" Trunks explained, walking Dende over to the bedside he noticed the namekian was wearing namekian clothing.
"I don't blame you for dumping the loincloth gig we put on you, it was especially made for the burns you had" Trunks chuckled, motioning for Dende to take a seat on the bad, the namek did so cautiously finding the mattress first with his hands.
"I need you to lean back to give you these eye drops, they will help your pupils to adjust to light easily" Trunks explained, Dende did as asked pulling his arm away from shielding them he tried to open his eyes with some difficulty.
The drops Trunks administered were not painful, having to open his eyes up wide enough to receive them was.
Hissing through his teeth, he blinked his eyelids over the medication, on Trunks signal he opened his eyes again, and after only a few blink was able to keep them open.
"How that feels?" Trunks asked, putting the meds aside using the pads of his thumb to rub Dende's closed eyelids.
Dende looked around the slightly dim room and then over to Trunks, he had not changed at all.
"You never change. you look just the way you did when I left" Dende smiled, receiving a laugh from Trunks.
After 15 minutes Dende's eyes had adjusted enough so the lights were turned on, allowing Trunks to make proper observations.
"You look 100 % to me, except for all the stiches and stuff. But your skin has gone back to its natural emerald and your wounds are healing over like they should be" Trunks said graciously, feeling a great accomplishment that Dende's heath was back to normal.
"I never though I could feel so young in my body again" He matured Dende snigger briefly, keeping his persona serious and aloof.
"It's been so long man, why did you take so long in returning?" Trunks inquired unrestrained, waiting patiently for the Namekians reply.
"Training took longer than I though, and as you can see, I did some extra for myself" he chuckled motioning to his muscularly pronounced body.
"Yeah I bet you have" Trunks answered.
"We have all really missed you around here you know, even Piccolo has missed you" Trunks informed with a smile.
Dende raised an eyebrow at the young half sayajin.
"Piccolo missed me. seemed like all he wanted to do then was get rid of me, and when I do return he tries to kill me" Dende uttered bitterly, looking away he recalled the battle that occurred between his and his Namakian elder.
"Well, I want to get to all the details with you buddy but someone else wants to talk to you, he just arrived as im sure you have also realised" Trunks said, becoming serious in his tone.
"Yes I realised it" Dende answered, looking at the opposite wall his face in a frown, Piccolo had arrived a few seconds ago.
"Ill be in the other lab with my mom, she want to see you too man, everyone is waiting to see you again," Trusnk said, patting Dende gently on the shoulder.
"How is your mother Trunks? And your younger sister?" Dende inquired, turning to face the Saiyan as he prepared to leave.
"They have been well, my sis works with me in the laboratory she will be in here later on too so you can see her" Trunks said happily, but knew he couldn't stay any longer, Piccolo had specified that he wanted to speak with Dende alone, as much as he wanted to stay with his old guardian companion.
Dende nodded and watched as Trunks left, closing the door shut behind him.
***
"Good new everyone, he's awake" Trunk said entering one of the lounges, where Goku, Videl, Gohan, Pan Marron and Goten all sat, and Vegeta watched TV not giving much interest.
"How wonderful, when may we see him Trunks?" Videl inquired standing up.
"Not right now, Piccolo had just arrived and gone to see him", he informed, receiving a bleak silence from everyone in the room, the sympathised with Piccolo, even if Dende's action were not intentional.
***
He stood up sensing Piccolo was less than 2 rooms away and approaching, moments later the door opened and the great warrior stepped elegantly inside, shutting the door behind him he crossed his arms over his chest.
The Namekian's stared at one another, Piccolo's stern eyes taking in the great difference that he now saw in the young guardian, he was taller, broader, and his clothing were of a warrior namek, not a healer which Dende was born as.
"You have changed, Dende" Piccolo pointed out, breaking the silence.
Dende gave a single nod.
"Yes, as have you, old friend" He replied, keeping his features stern.
Its as though they were trying to outstare one another, neither attempting to speak until Dende couldn't hold back his smile any longer, his fangs visible through his gums.
"Welcome back, Dende" Piccolo acknowledged, walking forward placing his hand upon Dende's shoulder, Dende mimicked the gesture, the pair were joyed to see one another indeed, despite the unwanted encounter that had taken place a week earlier.
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Thankyou for reading. I hope you enjoyed the first chapter to the sequel of In Search of Oceans.