Gohan growled as he raced towards the fight. He swore to himself that if Daimou had hurt his Piccolo that he would make sure the rest of his life was pure, un-adult rated hell.

Piccolo wracked his brain for a solution to end this fight once and for all. He knew that any attack would render him injured as well. The only real solution he could think of was out of the question; mostly because Piccolo didn't feel like committing suicide.
Daimou didn't attempt to hide the smug smirk that crossed his features. He crossed his arms over his chest.
"Don't tell me you're out of ideas already..." Daimou sneered.
Piccolo snarled at him.

Meanwhile at Mt. Paozu:

Son Goku growled as he tried to make sense of the bettle that was taking place miles away. He could easily tell that there were two kisignatures that felt very similar, so he assumed those two to belong to Piccolo and Daimou. He also felt the ki signature of his oldest son heading at break-neck speed toward the two Piccolos.
Goku didn't know how to help. He felt that if he went Daimou would take a stab at him, and if he didn't go Daimou would take a stab at him. His mind played the scenario that, if he should stay with his wife, Daimou would kill Piccolo and Gohan; He also saw the possibility that, if he should leave his home, Daimou would easily destroy his house and kill his wife.

He was distracted from his thoughts by Chi-chi.
He had since moved her from the floor and onto the couch with a cool, wet washcloth pressed to her forehead.
For an instant Goku wondered what the compress was for, remembering that he had only placed that on her forehead because he'd seen Bulma and the Ox King do it when Chi-chi had passed out in the past.

"G...Goku-sa...what's happening?" Chi-chi moaned.
Goku responded in the only fashion he knew how: with brutal honesty.

"Honey, Piccolo is fighting his sire and he is possibly losing, Gohan is flying towards them at full speed, Daimou seems indestructible, if things don't go well I may have to step in, and we all may die."

Chi-chi proceeded to faint again.

Daimou uncrossed his arms and allowed the smirk to fade from his face.
"You have no idea how to proceed here, do you?" He asked, sounding bored.
Piccolo wasn't even sure how to respond, but the stunned look on his face must have said volumes to Daimou.
The smile that crossed Daimou's face put an icy stab in Piccolo's heart.

Just as Daimou was about to speak again, Gohan showed up.
Both Daimou and Piccolo looked stunned as Gohan's white ki dissipated from around him.
"What's going on?" He asked suspiciously.

"I was just about to offer my whelp here a very, promising deal" Daimou sneered.
"What kind of deal, you bastard?" Piccolo snarled.

"Let's face it boy, I only came up here because I wanted to see you suffer. Your entire life has been one giant dissapointment for me. "
"Tell me something I don't know." Piccolo thought.
"The main thing I wanted in the beginning was to see you defeat Son Goku, but now I see that he will be wished back with the dragonballs. Unfortunately I cannot dispose of those because I may need them in the future for whatever reason. Now the only thing I want is to see you in the most awful pain imagineable. "

Both Gohan and Piccolo stared at him suspiciously.
"If you hurt me, it'll just injure you as well. Your own plan just bit you in the ass." Piccolo spit at him.

That awful smile curled around Daimou's face once again.

Daimou's arm shot out and wrapped four times around Gohan. He reeled him back in, and presented Gohan with a swift karate chop to the back of the neck.
Gohan's vision blurred as he faded to unconciousness.

"Who said I was doing anything to you?" Daimou sneered at Piccolo before dissapearing back into hell, leaving Piccolo alone out in the middle of the wilderness with a horrified look on his face.

-Phew-
I just wanted to clear things up at the end of this chapter. A few people have e-mailed me about why I didn't put Piccolo/ Gohan lemon scene in chapter 12 or 13 even though many of my reviewers requested that. I felt that if I had posted my lemon scene in this story, the story would've been reported and my account on this site would have been terminated.
Please know I didn't simply ignore your requests, all of your kind words mean a lot to me as I continue this story. There will be a (cleaner) lemon in the next chapter or two, and I apologize to anyone who may have requested a lemon earlier, not recieved one, and had been upset by that.