Solarah's POV*

Solarah could feel the warm rays coming through the trees and across her face as she slowly opened her eyes. She for a moment just laid there and looked about her surroundings. Thats when she caught something blowing gently in the breeze, just near the top of the waterfall, It looked similar to a white sheet.

Groaning, Solarah drug her sore, dirty body up off the ground and stretched. She turned back to the waterfall and the sheet...to find that it was gone.

She tilted her head and thought 'Odd...I swear that I saw something there...Oh well'.

She dusted herself off and went to the stream that leaded from the pool and waterfall, to began washing off the dirt from having to sleep on the ground. She then scooped the water up in her hands and brought it to her lips. It tasted wonderful and vigorating, but as she went to scoop the water up for another drink, she caught in the reflection, a very tall figure standing just inside of the treeline, staring back at her, she pretened to not see them and continued to drink the water.

'I don't know if they are friendly or not so I'll just wait them out'. she thought as she stood and ventured back to her makeshift campsite and sat down into a meditative posture.

Piccolo's POV*

He was sure that she saw him and yet she acted like didn't. How strange to Piccolo that she didn't react, Nothing like everyone else who immediately associated him with the deeds his father had done and would flee. 'But not this Girl...why?' she paid him no heed as she continued to drink and carry on her day. His attentions were to frighten her, and much like everything so far, has backfired.

He watched her go back to the residued campfire and sit down, cross legged and get into a form of meditation.

" She's got a much stronger will than normal humans...or maybe she's just bullheaded like a certain Saiyan prince I know" Piccolo whispered and stealthly moved further down the treeline to look at her face. There he noticed that she had pulled hair over her shoulder and it was drapped down her chest. His gaze lingered there as he watched the slow and calm rise and fall as she brew breaths.

Piccolo could smell her sweet floral scent, as if it was reaching out to him. It was making him feel giddy and warm all over.

All these emotions confused him and all he wanted was for her to leave. Now that he got to see her in a different light, we wasn't entirely sure he wanted her to go. She had intrigued his curiosity, so now his feelings were fightining inside him and it was all because she came here to camp.

"I must really be loosing my mind...Damn Son's Brat!" he grumbled quietly to himself. She broke him from his inner turnmoil as she suddenly got to her feet and stretched, giving him full view of bare skin and it made him Pale. He was instantlyflushed as he watched those muscles move beneath the skin as she stretched...It was almost too much for him to take. That is when a foul stench filled the area. He instantly slid behind the tree.

"Well Well, Lookie at what we have here?, Say...Miss you alone way out here? We could keep you company," Piccolo heard a gruff voice and followed it to see that two men had emerged from the treeline, 'Damn It! I was too distracted to notice,'He grumbled as he watched the woman back slightly away, keeping distance between them. One man was skinny and looked pathetic even for the likes of this woman...It was the other one that Piccolo felt that she may have a problem with, He was much bigger and carried a weapon that Piccolo recognized as a gun. It didn't really matter as they weren't welcome here.

Solarah's POV*

'Oh Shit!', she thinks as she stepped back to put more distance between you and the strangers that invaded your campsite.

"YOu better leave now unless you want Pain" She growled and got into fighting stance.

"Awe how cute, you going to fight me?...I like it when they fight back". The bigger man says as he approached.

"I'm Warning you...Stay away" She growled again, and when he got close enough, Solarah Leaped into the air and kicked with all her might, sending the bigger man flying backwards with a concusion. However, before she had time to face the smaller man, A loud Pop was heard and a small sting hit her shoulder. she caught a glimpse of something red and furry before lost all control of her body and fell to the ground. everything was fading away slowly , but not before a figure appeared in front of you with green skin and pointy ears. then everything went dark.

Piccolo's POV*

"What the Hell are you suppose to be? Some kind of Alien?"Piccolo half heard the man exclaim as he studied the now unconscious woman.

' Did she really just launch a man four to five sizes bigger than her? Amazing for someone who has a non fighters ki.' Piccolo thought as he then truned his focus on the shorter man. While keeping eye contact, Piccolo reached down and scooped up the woman and pulled from her shoulder the metal stick with the red feathered tip, then threw it on the ground at the man's feet.

"What is that thing?" Piccolo growled deeply, startling the man. When he didn't answer, Piccolo was there in the guy's face.

"Answer me! Before I put an end to your pitiful existence!" He growled more harshly.

"A...Tran...Tranquilizer dart...It put her to sleep ...Although the... extremely... large dosage... could kill her." Came the man's shakey voice and Piccolo could feel her life fading. He looked down to her face and then back to the man, he could feel the anger swell deep inside the pit of his stomache. Growling again, Piccolo punched the man in the gut, then grabbed him by the back of his shirt, lifting to eye level.

"For your sake...you better Pray she doesn't die, else I will find you and finish you off myself...and trust me when I say that there will be no...where you could hide that I would not find you." Piccolo threatened and took to the sky with the woman cradled in one arm and the disgruntled scum of a man gripped in his other hand. Piccolo was going to have to take her to Dende, but not before he strands this trash somewhere in the desert on the way.

After leaving the man on top of one of the tall rock fissures that jutted up from the sands, Piccolo headed straight for the lookout.

As he neared the base, Piccolo looked down at her face. "Why Am I doing this?" He whispers and for no reason pulls strands of hair from her face.

Then with a sigh he shot up tower to the top where the lookout was located...above the Earth.

Dende's POV*

The Teenage Namekian Guardian stood at the edge of the lookout and waited for Piccolo's arrival. He could sense much turmoil in the Older Namek and knew that there was some form of panic laced in his ki, Though he didn't know why.

Piccolo's POV*

Reaching the top, Piccolo wasn't suprised to Find Dende there waiting on him. Becoming the guardian of the earth grants great insight.

"Piccolo, What's wrong, and who's this?" Dende asked as he hurried over to them.

"We'll talk later, right now we need to help her or she's going to die," Piccolo answered, walking past the young guardian and headed into the Sanctuary. He headed to the empty room at the end of the hall and laid her on the overly large bed. Piccolo found himself unable to resist the urge to brush the strands of hair from her face. As Dende rounded him the started to explain. "She was confronted by two men...most likely Poachers and she was shot with something and she collapsed...I think it was some kind of sedative."

Dende Placed a hand on her forehead, "She's cool to the touch."He claimed and as he moved his hand down to her chest to check her heart beat, Piccolo defensively Growled. This suprised both of them. "Her Heart beat is really faint, but keeping steady, I'll search her body to find out why... In the mean time why don't you go rest Piccolo." Dende Voiced his concern for Piccolo but only got a grunt as a response. Dende rose an eyeridge at him unbelieving, Which in return, Made Piccolo soften his mood.

"I'm fine Dende...sorry for my...reaction...I've not been myself lately and I don't fully understand what's going on but it has started when she showed up at my Waterfall." Piccolo said quietly and turned to leave. 'Perhaps some rest would be good' Piccolo thought.

He knew that Dende would do everything in his power to save her...'The brat absolutely hates to see someone die.'

Dende's POV*

Dende watched Piccolo walk away.

'Piccolo's acting very strangely, Why would his first instinct be to bring her to me instead of the many hospitals or to Bulma's. Not to mention that possessive growl that clearly shocked him...just because I touched her...Hmmmmmm', Dende thought as he located the toxins and started to use his healing powers to remove it. A smile played across his face as he thought about the possibilities to Piccolo's sudden behavior...He had a hunch, 'I'm just going to ride this one out and see where it goes, I have this inkling feeling that I'm going to be seeing more of this paticular human.

Piccolo's POV*

Piccolo stared down at the large bed in his old room, defeatedly he sighed. He removed his gear and turban then climbed onto the bed. 'Yeah...rest, Definately needed.' He thought as he felt his body relax against the bed. Sleep took him easily and much deeper than he realized.