Prologue
The powerful green man sat silently in his front yard. He tilted back his bald head so he could watch the stars. For once his solid black eyes were open. He stared silently up at the stars, mentally playing Connect the Dots. He sighed deeply remembering, for the first time since Gohan had joined him, how lonely he truly was. He shivered despite the warm night then went back to his little hut and called Gohan.
Back outside a shadowy figure ran through the forest. It kept moving closer and closer to Piccolo's cabin. Interest flashed in its eyes when it saw Piccolo leaning against the window sill. It sunk closer than paused to check the basket in its cloaked arms. With a soft cooing noise, it ran to the door. It tensed when Piccolo paused to listen. It placed the basket and a yellow envelope on his door step before it whispered good-bye and was gone.
Piccolo murmured good-bye to his friend and hung up on him mid-sentence. He headed out the front door to investigate the shadowy figure. His booted foot gently nudged the basket causing him to look down. Shock filled his jet-black eyes as he knelt to examine the basket. A black blanket had been tucked into the sides. Piccolo picked up the envelope. "HELP" was written across in black marker. Gently Piccolo picked up the heavy basket and headed back inside.
Back inside his cabin he placed the basket upon the table and turned to the envelope. The paper on which the note had been written was yellow legal pad. Sprawled in huge black marker were the words:
"PLEASE TAKE CARE OF MY BABIES. THEY ARE BEING HUNTED. IF I TELL THEM THEY ARE DEAD, THEY WILL STOP LOOKING. PLEASE BE A GOOD PARENT TO THEM."
Piccolo shivered silently then he nodded. He would care for them. He turned back toward the basket. Nestled inside were twin baby girls.
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