Realm Walker

Chapter 5: Visual Image.~

Through the sky they soared, Piccolo carrying the girl in his arms who had her arms holding those books from before. Her blue eyes expressed amaze, viewing everything from above and watching as the bustling city below zoomed passed them with incredible speed; Well, what she thought was incredible. Her mouth gaping open, hood had fallen off, she couldn't explain the feeling she was getting. "This is called a city. A lot of people live here and businesses are made here too, it's very hectic..." Piccolo explained to her after seeing her awestruck gaze. She was literally like a child that's never gone out and saw the world before.

This was new to her. Being so high up above the city like that amazed her, yet also startled her a bit from the height. With her arms tightly holding onto the books, she buried herself deeper into his arms from feeling a little afraid. Her blue eyes looked ahead then around until she saw the sun. It was falling down past the horizon, it's beauty catching her attention from seeing the beautiful orange and yellow hues. "What's that?" she asked and moved her attention up to Piccolo's face.

His black pupils looked down at her curious face and smirked slightly, before looking ahead once more. He knew what she was referring to, he saw her gazing at the sun in his peripherals beforehand. "The sunset... When the sun sets, that means the moon will rise soon. You've seen it before by now; Stars in a black sky and a round bright moon with them," he stated and dropped the smirk. "She's been around for a few years now, she didn't even know that?" he asked himself in his head. The last thing he wanted to do was babysit a child. Though he felt so connected to Gohan when he was practically raising him when Goku was gone, he didn't want to raise another child for Pete's sake; Or, so he hoped.

"Sun...set." the girl repeated and viewed the sunset once more. A small smile graced her lips as she watched the sun fall below the city in the distance. Flying through the sky, feeling trusted arms around her small frame and watching the sun, all began to make her drowsy. Her eyes fluttered for a bit until they closed, her head now laying back against his arm from behind. Fast asleep she was, lightly breathing with contentment. Piccolo lifted a brow with a faint questioning hum and looked down, only to see her sleeping soundly in his arms. He stared at her for a short moment, his stern expression changing to a softer one. "Hmph..." he sounded with a ghost of a smile.

Out of the blue, a very familiar male that Piccolo spoke to before, appeared right before him and made the green bean come to an abrupt stop. Grunting with widened eyes and a frown, he wasn't expecting Whis to suddenly pop up out of nowhere. "Ah, there you are!~ I was looking for you." Whis chirped, as he held his staff to his side and one arm behind his back. Eyes closed and a friendly grin, he seemed pretty cheerful for some reason...

Piccolo straightened up and corrected his posture, keeping a firm hold on the sleeping child. "Same here... I was going to ask you some-" before he could even finish, the Angel overran him with his own, hushed words.

"Is that her?" Whis asked, leaned over with a finger to his chin and a soft smile on his violet lips. "Forgive me if I made her stir from my sudden outburst," He apologized and stood back up, clearing his throat with a fist covering his mouth. "Turns out, I didn't need to ask the Grand Minister after all. You seemed to have found her already.~" he added with a bit of glee in his voice.

"Yes, this is her... She has no name, no parents, she was all on her own out there for years. She knows absolutely nothing, she's like a toddler honestly..." Piccolo answered and glanced down at her sleeping figure, before looking back over at the teal male. "I wanted to ask you something... Is there anyone you know of that could take her in? She needs someone to raise her," he asked then stated at the end. His stern gaze locked onto violet eyes, awaiting an answer.

"Hmm..." Whis hummed, looked off to the side in thought and rubbed his chin with his fingers. "Unfortunately no," he began, unaware that Piccolo showed a bit of disappoint on his face. "However, I'm certain Bulma or Chichi could. Though it's a very low chance seeing that their hands are full as is and they have no knowledge about her kind," he said. Gaining an interesting idea, he viewed Piccolo and examined his physique. Then he examined the girl, eventually comparing the two. "I see... I can definitely tell that you have experience with raising a little one, but not a lot. Why not take this chance to raise her yourself?" he asked with a grin and put his hand behind his back.

That unsettled the Namekian, one of his eyes began to twitch and a grumble escaped his green lips. "No, I can't waste my time raising a toddler when the world could be at stake at any given moment... I've spent years looking for her, I wanted to know who she was; and to know she was just a lost child, I need someone to watch over her," he said before taking a pause in his speech. "It'd give me peace at mind if she was just taken in by someone else," he added.

Whis frowned and closed his eyes, making a tsk-tsk sound with his tongue. "I'm uncertain of anyone who could possibly raise a Realm Walker," he said, only to recall something seeing that Piccolo had finally found the girl. "Ah yes, I nearly forgotten!" he began with a raise of his finger. "Wouldn't you think it wise, to inform Bulma that you've finally found her? After all, she did mention she was going to try and invent a device that would locate her. All this time, you'd think she would have by now.~" he grinned and chuckled, before taking a quick glance down at the Realm Walker.

"I'll do that. I planned to after I've found you," Piccolo answered, only to have Whis chirp once more with a delighted expression.

"Wonderful! I was just heading over there myself, would you like a lift?" he asked and watched Piccolo close his eyes, pondering on the question. Seeing him nod, it was only a matter of seconds until the scene changed and showed them appearing before Bulma's front door. Piccolo stood behind the teal male with his usual stern features and heard the very Angel knock.

"That's true... If she had invented it, she would've said something by now. I doesn't look like she has, maybe she couldn't do it but wanted to keep trying anyway," The Namekian noted in his mind. His thoughts kept him too distracted that he hadn't realized Whis was speaking to him; Before he could even ask what it was that he said, Bulma opened the door.

"Hi, Whis! Welcome! Here to try out more food?" Bulma cheerfully greeted and gave a closed-eye grin, keeping one hand on the open door.

"As usual, yes!~ However, there are some other matters that need tending to first." Whis stated with a friendly expression and stepped aside, showing Piccolo. To Bulma, all she could see was Piccolo holding his arms up, but to Whis and the Namekian he was holding the girl.

"You don't need to work on the invention anymore... I found her. It took a long time but I did," Piccolo pointed out and stepped forward, his eyes meeting the blue-haired woman's. "She's asleep right now..." he added, only to notice the lady before him to hum in thought.

Her brows knitted together as she pondered, folding her arms all the while. "Wait just a minute...!" she whisper exclaimed with a grin and snapped her fingers. "I created a device in case you've found her before I could finish, or even start on the item that detected her kind. Come inside, I'll show it to you!" she happily said, unaware that she made the girl in the Namekian's arms to stir. She tried to keep her voice down, despite not being able to see her she didn't want to wake her.

When she went in, Whis followed after with his usual pleasant smile. Piccolo stood there for a moment before even entering, reason why, he didn't want to wake up the poor child. His black pupils scrolled down to view the sleeping girl and sighed in relief when he saw that she didn't wake up. Now he went in, following after the two and hoped that Vegeta wouldn't be too loud.

After stepping in, Whis sat down in the living room and Piccolo remained close to the entrance of the room. Bulma had already disappeared to who knows where, only to return with a small box in her hand. "What might that be?" Whis questioned, curiously leaning forward to see.

"I created this just in case you guys found her before finishing the other device. This makes it to where we can physically see her; It coats a hologram over her body after detecting all the details of her invisible vessel. Capturing all the colors, facial and body structures of her person, including height, that we can't see. It also detects her voice, so that way if she speaks, it'll sense it through the vibrations that goes through her body. Believe me, it works, I tested it on Vegeta.~" she explained then giggled at the image of Vegeta having a copy of his visage over himself.

"Interesting!~ I do believe that's one way to spot a Realm Walker, that's an intriguing device." Whis chimed and smiled with his eyes closed.

"How does it make the tone of her voice become noticeable to us, then? If it can only detect the vibrations from her voice, how will it make the voice tone?" Piccolo grew curious about the device in the box, that has yet to be shown.

"Simple." Bulma faced him and gave a confident grin. Opening the box, she pulled out the device that appeared to be some sort of metallic looking thick bracelet. When she held it up for them to see, it shined under the light in the living room. "It's a tiny computer that measures wave lengths from the vibrations, taking in low or high pitched volumes. It picks up wavelengths and vibrations on whatever it's attached to, then turns them into a voice that's incredibly accurate," she explained and put a hand on her hip, not once removing that confident expression. "Now, here. Since you're holding her..." she started after referring to Piccolo, then turned to Whis with an expectant look. "You can do the honors of putting it on her wrist. You two are the only ones that can see her, so you're the only other option here." Explaining that part made Whis rise up from his seat and take the bracelet.

"Very well, that's seems fair enough.~" The teal male accepted the job and faced the child, seeing her sleeping features. Piccolo stared intently at the Angel and watched as he carefully yet swiftly slipped it onto the girl's wrist. It was so quick he hardly noticed him move, he assumed the man didn't want to wake her up. "There." he added with a grin and stepped back.

All three of them watched to see what would happen; Bulma and Whis both stood back more to watch, only to grow a bit shocked, including Piccolo, when they saw her body form into his arms. Pinkish-purple hair, that dark blue jacket that she wore before, plain white T-shirt, blue colored jeans, and no shoes. She looked so tiny in Piccolo's arms, her mouth was agape from her deep sleep and her arms remained tightly around the books she had. Though, when one arm fell, both books came tumbling down and Piccolo had to act fast. With one foot, he caught a book and had the other one stack on top of it, surprisingly keeping them balanced; Suspense filled the air, all was quiet for a good bit.

Sweat rolled down his green face, while his gritted teeth expressed struggle and sheer focus were in his eyes. Quickly, Bulma rushed over and collected those books, giving the Namekian a bundle of relief. "Thanks..." he mumbled after sighing.

"Wow...she's adorable," Bulma whispered with a straight, awestruck stare. As she stood back, something got muttered in her sleep and it surprised all three of them...

"Pa...pa..." her quiet voice mumbled as she stirred in her slumber. Her head pressed further against Piccolo's chest, catching the green bean off guard and making him stiffen up.

"My word...she just called you..." Bulma began, only for the Namekian to grumble with embarrassment towards the woman. Faint flushes dusted his cheeks after being called that, it was like a baby calling someone else other than their own parent, 'daddy'. Whis giggled to himself at his reaction but got shot a dirty look from the green bean. "Well, aside from...that." she began. "She's awfully thin...what has she been surviving on after all this time?" she asked and stepped closer, worry etched onto her face.

"As far as I'm aware, insects...or anything that she could get her hands on, much like a baby. Because I doubt she'd know how to cook an animal or let alone, kill one then eat it. I caught her stealing these books when I found her; if I hadn't then she would've gotten the idea of stealing food from the stores," Piccolo explained and looked down at her small frame with his usual strict stare.

"Getting bad influences from other people, I'm guessing?" Whis asked, just to see the Namekian nod. Suddenly, from behind Bulma, over came a shirtless Vegeta with a sweaty towel around his neck and a bottle that he was chugging down. "Hello, Vegeta. Judging by your appearance, you were training again?" he asked, making the Saiyan crack open an eye in midst of his drinking and nearly spat out the liquid.

With a harsh gulp, the spiky-haired male saw the child sleeping in Piccolo's arms and stared in question. "Who's this?" he asked, not once looking at his wife for answers.

"She doesn't have a name...yet... I'm looking for someone to take her in and I doubt any of you could do it," he stated to the Prince. Peering over to Bulma, he continued. "Thanks for the device, maybe now it'll be easier to keep track of her. As long as I can see her, it'll be easier to watch over her." he finished. Turning to leave, Bulma spoke up and made him halt in place. He chose not to ask them to take her in, considering they had their hands full as is with Trunks and their new baby.

"Wait, can we at least treat her to some proper food? I planned on having a big get-together soon, Chichi and the others will be there too. I'd love for this girl to get some good food in her, she's so thin..." Bulma gave a sorrowful look towards the child's direction. Like any mother, they follow their instincts and have the need to want to help a child if they can. So taking up the opportunity to feed her and help her become more healthy, urged her to offer the invitation.

"Yeah, I'm sure she'd like that." Piccolo answered and turned around, facing her. "She might freak out after realizing everyone can see her now," he said, frowning and feeling her stir in his arms. His eyes glanced down and watched her eyes flutter lightly in her sleep.

"We'll just have to be careful," Bulma said, looked at the books in her grasp and back up to the child. "How about I pay for her things? If she stole these books then she stole that outfit too, right? I'll pay them off for her," she said with a friendly grin and walked up to Piccolo; Softly tucking the books into the girl's arms, after folding them around as carefully as she could. "I need to know what store and what street so I'll know who to call," she whispered after she peeked up at Piccolo and stepped back.

"It was just a book store and a clothing store, I don't know their names...nor the street. I know that it was downtown though." he answered, not once changing his stern expression and kept his eyes pinned on her.

"At least you mentioned it was downtown, that helps a little I guess," Bulma stated with a sigh and turned on her heel. "Tomorrow afternoon at twelve o'clock is when everyone's gonna meet up, don't be late.~" she waved her hand goodbye to the Namekian as she walked away with her back to him. "Come on Vegeta, I'm gonna need your help with something." On her way past her husband, she shot him a wink and a grin. Seeing his confused face made her chuckle, even more so when faint flushes covered his cheeks. "I need to test out the new levels for your training regimen!" she teased and laughed lightly, making the Saiyan gasp then grumble.

"Bulma, don't do that!" Vegeta hollered and went after her once she left the room. Now it was just Piccolo, Whis, and the child in the Namekian's arms.

Giggling, the Angel stood up then followed Bulma and her husband to where ever she went. He was expecting to eat out soon with his best friend, so he left the green bean and the child alone. So, there he stood, looking around with that child still in his arms. "Afternoon, huh? She might be awake by then, or she might be having her afternoon nap. If anything, Bulma's right...she's too thin for her age." he mumbled and turned around. Somehow he managed to get the door open, because he was seen leaving through her front door after the scene changed to view Bulma's house. He took to the sky, heading to his secluded location that he's been staying at lately. It was in a forest far past the city.