A deep thought in the meditation room and 60x gravity training

Wolfbrother Yamcha was meditating on his throne in his meditation room. On each side of his throne was a wolf sitting down. As he began to meditate, the wolves' eyes began to glow an indigo color. Now Yamcha was deep in his mind, searching for the answers to his questions and concerns.

~Death from wince the power came, forever known and your to blame, destruction lurks for life uncertain, cast ye out and close the curtain~

Darkness drew in from all around, the horror that was, couldnt be there any longer. His power, circling that which he had built himself upon.

Nay thrived upon in such magnitude as this and forever struck by the fortuitous chant of that which haunted his past.

Yamcha sat in his mind with a white light shining above him, his legs crossed, as were his arms. He had created this meditation chamber for just such purposes, he would meditate regardless of the mental and emotional strain it put on his body.

His spirit was becoming more and more apparent the more he fought. The more he trained and fought others, the more it pained the one man wolf pack to realize that without Puar in his life, he'd be alone and slowly fall into villiany.

True it was that Wolfbrother Yamcha possessed legitimate power. He was more than capable of stomping common riffraff as it were. But his powers were as limited as they were great. His combat years were still ahead of him, and he longed for fights, battles, spars and any type of training he could get his hands on. He remembered his past when he was just a desert bandit who stole Dyno Capsules from people.

But the combat, he didn't miss it. He remembered his childhood and the thefts, and all of the fights he had won, and even a few he had lost. Those were the most memorable. He was no desert bandit anymore, far from it. The Guardian of earth chose him to guard the planet and assist him in his work.

~Death from wince the power came, forever known and your to blame, destruction lurks for life uncertain, cast ye out and close the curtain~

The Name Piccolo Damaio. It couldnt be removed from his state of mind. That name sounded so similar, and the alien creature had identified him so assuredly. He couldnt believe it, a common coincidence. No this was something more, perhaps Senior Piccolo was not as weak as Wolfbrother Yamcha had believed, perhaps Yamcha had not finished him off that day so many days ago, Perhaps it was Not possible or perhaps it was more than possible seeing that their battle turned into a draw, Perhaps....

He called himself Yamcha again, Dammit would he never drop that name. The Guardian of earth had given him a title after completing his training in the pendelum room before they trained telepathically.



He remembered the days training with Kami and the young lad who had saw his corpse from his first battle with the future Shana.

That was Trunks Briefs. At the memory of the half saiyan warrior he fought in friendly combat. He desided to use a technique that korin taught him at his moYamcha, but this new human. The Guardian of earth he was, and he was The Wolf Guardian Roga, noat Yamcha.

~Death from wince the power came, forever known and your to blame, destruction lurks for life uncertain, cast ye out and close the curtain~

And yet he was almost there. At the time of the fated battle, when both Wolf Guardian Roga and Piccolo Damaio fought, their battle wad ferocious. Citizens below screaming as The Senior Piccolo who was a part of Kami was doing what ever it took to win, hurting the innocents and trying to make up for his weak power by destroying all those around him. It didn't matter that he was weaker then Wolf Guardian Roga, all he wanted to do was kill.

Anyone can take life but it's harder to save and perserve life and care for it or so he was told by the Kami of earth. Senior Piccolo had a vileness to him that Roga didn't like and as much as he wanted to destroy him, he didn't due to the fact that he'd be killing a a part of kami if he did so.

He coulden't kill a part of Kami...

Who had Roga saved? Not a damn soul would be the most obvious answer. No not directly, or perhaps not at all. Would Roga have made a strong enough impact, what if he were to die, would he be missed.

Death

Yes it appeared that the meditation had made full circle, Roga had come to understand one thing, and one thing only: It wasnt if the planet earth was alive. It wasnt if he was to powerful. It wasnt if Good would win the battle time and time again. It wasnt whom he had saved from the vile clutches of villiany. It wasnt important if Kami was Yin and Piccolo Damaio was Yang.

~Death from wince the power came, forever known and your to blame, destruction lurks for life uncertain, cast ye out and close the curtain~

The decade of peace time was coming to an end. Death was on it's way. The only question remaining, was when.

~Death from wince the power came, forever known and your to blame, destruction lurks for life uncertain, cast ye out and close the curtain. His final hour approaching fast, he knew the earth would soon die, he just didn't know when.

Yamcha then broke his meditation and left the meditation room. He then decided to clear his mind and do some more training in sixty times earth gravity.

As he left the meditation chamber, the door closed behind him, he then walked into the sparring room where the gravity machine was installed. It was voice activated now so he got to the center of the room and spoke,

“Systems on” The computer responded, “Systems activating” Yamcha responded back, "Enhance gravity to sixty times earth’s normal gravity.” The computer responded, “Enhancing gravity to twenty times earth’s normal gravity.”

Wolf Guardian Roga could definitely feel the increased gravity of sixty times earths normal gravity. He fell to the ground, narrowly guarding his fall by putting out his arms in front of him. He forced himself to get back up onto his feet. He was practically throwing his own legs up. When he was able to get back up onto his feet it was time to really start. This was the same as his usual. At the beginning of his training he could barely move around without limping or falling. They were really starting to become a bother but he was not taking them off, the extra power he would get from this would be worth it in the end. He was hoping so; he would have to rest for a while after this training session.

He tried with the basics first, just as he always did when training under this degree of gravity. It was the safest thing to do. If he could run or even walk under this kind of gravity then what would happen when he tried and flip and break his neck. His body felt so limp under this pressure and he had no idea how he was going to master this. He was standing barely, using most of his Ki just to keep him up. He tried taking a step, doing it very slowly not wanting to fall again. His foot hit the ground hard making a loud thud that echoed thought the room.

That wasn’t as hard as he thought it would be. Then again that was a step. Nothing to be proud of, he still had to try and run. But first he still had to walk. Then he tried taking another step, then another. This was working out well for him. But the true test was now here. He was going to try and run under this gravity. It put one foot out then another after. Then he continued this process until he had mastered running. It was at a very slow speed but it was still running. Now he was going to try and fly. He stopped and put his hands down and focused all his Ki into flying. When he tried to fly the first time was a horrible failure.

He was able to get around five inches of the ground before his body gave up on him and he fell. His face hit the ground first and blood spilled out of his nose. He wiped if off and continued on trying to fly. This time he managed to get twice as high as he did last time but he still fell. This time his leg hit the ground and he could feel the bone in his leg crack. He cried out in pain and stood back up, putting his weight onto his other foot.

He could barely walk now. Good thing when you fly you don’t use your feet. He tried once more and he was doing it. He was a few inches off the ground but he was able to do it. He didn’t know how long he would last though so he slowly dropped to the ground. He sat down and checked out his leg. The injury was in his ankle and it had become swollen.

He would last very long in this gravity so he decided that he would end it soon. He stood back up and raised his hands. He created a Ki ball in his hand. He limped back over to the control panel.

“Bring down the drones”
“Drones activatied”

Then just like the rest of the training he had done here four metallic orbs came from the roof. He could reflect Ki of off these and they could also fire at him. The only bad thing that could happen was that he would fall back on his ankle and injure it even more. Right now his ankle was in no condition to be doing this kind of physical activity but Wolf Guardian Roga didn’t care.

Wolf Guardian Roga fired his Ki at the drones and they reflected them back. He jumped around, every time impacting hard onto the ground. He got back up and continued. He tried running but his ankle would let him. When he tried flying he fell back to the ground after a minute or two. This was enough for Champion Wolfbrother Roga. He then spoke firmly. “Systems off now” the computer then responded,“Systems deactivating"

The gravity then turned back to normal. Yamcha then floated off the ground and left the room. He was injured in his left ankle and he knew that Korin would have the herbs to help his ankle get well.

Yamcha flew out of his capsule home which was based in Korin's Forest really fast, he then gathered an indigo aura about his body and hurried towards Korin's Tower. As he got to Korin's Tower, the cat hermit was waiting for him.

"Hrm young one." He said calmly. "You've hurt yourself while training, here let me help you." He then instructed Yamcha to take off his left boot and sock. Roga then lifted up the torso design of King Kai's Gi just to expose his bare left foot.

Korin then put his hands into a pot then took out some sweating herbs. The cat hermit then placed the sweating herbs apon yamcha's left ankle and foot. As Korin finished using all the sweating herbs, he then walked to where the window were.

By the window were big barrels of water. Korin then got a cup from off the table he walked by on his way to get the water. After taking off one of the wooden lids, he then drew water from the barrel of water he had in his tower with the cup.

Aftherwards, Korin takes the cup and closes the barrel by placing the wooding lid on the top. After making his way to Wolfbrother Yamcha Roga, he then poured the water on Yamcha's foot and ankle.

Soon the pain Yamcha was feeling was no more. Yamcha was astonished! "Wow Korin, that felt good! I don't feel the pain anymore!" Korin smiled, "the water i just used was special to make the herbs melt into your bones and muscles to fix you."

Korin then smiled as he spoke "Now go back and train some more. Get stronger." Yamcha nodded and flew out of the tower of Korin to get back to his capsule house which was in the forest of Korin.

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