Chapter One
Halo was beginning to think this all might be pointless. Her father asked her to train under the guidance of Piccolo, partly to train her as a warrior and partly to use her as a means of spying on the group of Saiyans. In both aspects, Halo could consider herself failing miserably. She was bruised and sore from constant sparring with Piccolo, yet no more skilled than when she first came under his tutelage. And as for the Saiyans, aside from seeing Gohan on rare occasions, Piccolo spent little time around anyone, so neither did she.
"Halo, get up. It's time to move." Piccolo's stern voice called out.
Another big bummer? Piccolo leads a very nomadic lifestyle, constantly moving from forest to forest. They never stayed in the same place long enough to settle in comfortably.
Was it too much to ask to just sit down and rest for a little while?
"Halo, come!" Piccolo called out before walking ahead.
Her stomach decided to rumble in that moment, reminding her that in all the walking and sparring they had done today, she had forgotten to hunt down breakfast before they started moving this morning.
"Piccolo, why do we have to go so soon? Are we trying to get somewhere important or can I hunt down some food to eat?" She knew she sounded whiney but didn't care. She was tired of training with a mean, alien eunuch, and she wanted some food.
"Stop whining, we need to cover more ground before nightfall and I don't want to have to set up camp here because you won't cooperate!" His voice is that same even, deep tone that she'd been taking orders from all month.
"But why do we keep having to move? Why do we need to cover so much ground between campsites? Are you taking me somewhere specific?"
"Just stop asking so many questions and start moving!" Piccolo's tone deepened, that was his final warning.
"Rrgh... Fine, I'm moving! I'm moving!
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